MERLIN :)

Have you guys ever heard of the British television series, "MERLIN" ?
well if you watch it, then i really consider you human.
I am literally ADDICTED to Bradley James.
Not THAT addicted, just , i think he is the worlds sexiest actor/man/human.

ANYWAYS, before i start hyperventilating, i just wanted to say that i hate one of the characters in Merlin so much, i would actually run him with a knife.


and the winner of my hatred goes to :


LANCELOT THE FUCK


oh my gosh. i hate him so much i could KILL him if he were ever to show his face near my neighbourhood. i hate the arthurian legends. i think they are just full of crap. Arthur and Guineviere are just PERFECT together. I HATE YOU LANCELOT !



Note to Bradley James if you read this ;

I love you :)


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I decided to leave you guys with one of my favourtie arwen ( arthur & gwen ) fictions. It is fan made and owned by Merlin so yes enjoy.


* for those who do not watch Merlin, Arthur is Prince of Camelot and Gwen ( Guineivere ) is a servant of Camelot. They fall in love but have complications seeing as a Prince cannot marry a lower-class lady. It is VERY romantic in the end.

P.S : build a bridge & jump over it, LANCELOT.

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sorry for the big paragraphs, but blame the AUTHOR. :)
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A WINTERS MORNING :






"Guinevere" Arthur whispered, knocking lightly on her door. He knew she was up, she was always up early, but thanks to Morgana, he had managed to get Gwen a day off. It was about 5 o'clock, which meant nobody was walking around, he was not seen. "Guinevere" he whispered again, although a bit louder. He heard Gwen stir; he heard her footsteps walk towards the door. "Sire?" she whispered, in a tired yet excited voice. "How many times to I have to tell you to call me Arthur?" He replied, louder but still barely audible to anyone in the neighbouring houses. "How many times do I have to tell you to call me Gwen?" she replied, it made Arthur smile how she would so easily forget of him being a prince. "The thing is Guinevere…." She opened the door so he could see the side of her face, her eyes glistening. He took a breath and continued "You actually love being called Guinevere by me, also it is your real name although 'sire' is not mine." She giggled, he smiled but shivered, the snow was thick outside and the ice was seeping through he boots. Gwen saw this, "Arthur, you're going to catch a cold!" She looked worried and he smirked, looked down at his feet and replied "Then I should come inside and warm my feet then."

"You know you shouldn't be here" she whispered, looking both sides of the street to check there were no onlookers. "I know, but since when does a prince follow rules?" he said, a smiling curling on his lips. "Oh I think that's Merlin!" he continued looking over to his left. Gwen turned her head quickly to check but saw no-one; before she could ask why he had lied she was greeted by his soft lips against her own. He placed one hand on her waist and another on the back of her head, pulling her in so she had no escape. "Guinevere....." he whispered, savouring her name and making her heart beat faster. He pushed her through the doorway, not forcefully as such because she was just as willing. He managed to close the door and bolt it in a matter of seconds, not taking his lips off hers. She smiled at his quickness, they didn't want any intruders, this wasn't something she wanted gossiped about in the palace kitchens. After what felt like hours but was most probably minutes Arthur's lips parted from hers. "Well, that was nice" he said, looking shocked, he soon lost his guise and burst out laughing at Gwen's eyes, smouldering. "Arthur Pendragon!" she said, with a look of pure disgust, but she too lost her act when he looked at her with his deep blue eyes, he knew she couldn't resist. She let out a sigh, took his hand and brought him towards her again. She guided him towards her small, cramped bed, but he didn't seem to mind. "Guinevere…" he whispered in her ear, her heart beat rising. "I love you…." She looked up in his eyes, "I love you to" she stuttered, before they slowly collapsed on the bed, savouring each other as they wrapped themselves around each other's beating body.