imagine eggsy finding an injured bby crow in his first month @ kingsman and he can’t leave the poor thing there, she’ll be killed, so he wraps her up in his jacket and takes her home with him, stroking her breast with careful fingers as medical bandages her broken wing
fast forward, he’s never far from her and he lets merlin look at herbut eventually when her injured wing is finally healed, he goes and sets her free and she flies off and yh, eggsy is maybe crying a lil bit but when he gets home he finds her sitting on the lil perch he made for her just to the right of his front door
and that, kiddies, is how eggsy gets a crow that gets trained as a scout and loves to go on missions with him
‘ Y/N: Why is it so cold here? Should have
brought more blankets.
Y/N said as she snuggled to her green
blanket. She sighed and put his bowl down to the floor. The sound of the
knights and Arthur’s bickering was cut off and Merlin was clearly failing at
keeping himself from bursting into a laughter. She looked up to see them
looking directly at her.
Y/N: What? Did I said something wrong?
Arthur: No, no you didn’t. But if you’d like
to you can get my blanket.
Y/N: Oh no, sire, I can’t.
Elyan: Y/N is right, your highness. We can’t
risk you getting cold. But perhaps she would accept my offer?
Y/N: I am not going to take anyone’s blanket
and that’s final. What if one of you catches a cold.
Percival: Honestly Y/N, it’s not even that
Gwaine: I can give you mine if you’ll take
care of me when I catch a cold. That’s a fair deal isn’t it? *winks*
Leon: Obviously one of us have to keep Y/N warm
at night. I can if you’d like?
Mordred: Well you are only one person maybe
I can also help you out?
Arthur: If someone’s going to accompany Y/N
at night that should be me. I could protect her better than you two.
Y/N: I-I *desperately looks at Merlin who is
enjoying himself a little more than he should*
Lancelot: You said no blankets right? But no
one said anything about cloaks.
He said as he wrapped his cloak around you.
Merlin: Good thinking Lancelot.
Suddenly you were drowning in cloaks. Seven
cloaks layered on top of you. You started to get warmer by second.
Arthur: Merlin. Merlin: (About Mordred) Yes, okay? I followed him out here. What do you want me to say that I’m a stalker, huh? That I’m crazy? Totally paranoid. None of this is new information. Arthur: Now are you gonna try and at least give him the benefit of the doubt? Merlin: I give people the benefit of the doubt. I’ve given a lot of benefit to a lot of people. Arthur: Like Percival? Elyan? Gwaine? Merlin: I was right about Agravaine. You know, I bet you still think that there’s something about him that can be saved. Arthur: Maybe. Why can’t you trust anyone? Merlin: Because you trust everyone!
She held out her hands for battle and Mordred followed. Her army drew their swords.
Merlin had no fear in him when he smiled over at Arthur. “Let’s do this together,” he said.
Then, together, the two of them went into one last, final battle for Albion. And, in any parts of the woods, any distance away, no matter where you were in the world, you could hear the voices ringing aloud saying; “for the love of Camelot!”
Undergoing a recent hormonal and medical procedure, Merlin and Arthur try for a baby. It’s not quite what was planned.
“Gaius, you know what’s happening…”
He nods, gravely. “I believe our Mr. Pendragon may have taken the shot intended for the person who wished to carry. Further blood-work will say how long, but you both were eligible and strong candidates for it.”
Merlin’s mouth slackens, eyebrows lifting.
“… Arthur’s pregnant?” he asks, mouth feeling timber-dry.
I might have a secret thing for pregnant!Arthur, there really should be more of that out there, in my humble opinion.
‘Sometimes I steal flowers from your garden on my way to the cemetery, but today you’ve caught me and have demanded to come with me to make sure the “girl is pretty enough to warrant flower theft” and I’m trying to figure out how to break it to you that we’re on our way to a graveyard’
This fic is so absolutely sweet, it will make you smile and it might pull your heartstrings at the same time.
Arthur struggles with his Father’s disappointment, Gwen’s heavy wisdom, Gwaine’s immature self-righteousness, Morgana’s absence, Gaius’s territorial control-complex, Kilgarrah’s manipulative meanness, and Merlin’s lack of trust.
But mostly he struggles with the face in the mirror.
Very sad, very interesting insight into Arthur’s character.
Merlin and Arthur moved in together three weeks ago, and they have been fighting ever since. As the two carefully learn how to live together, they will also learn how deep their feelings for each other go.
A nice fix-it fic. It’s very nice to see Arthur and Merlin working through arguments and reminding themselves that they still love each other.