skylar0grace | MERLIN SONGFIC FEST :D (Reply)

THE (SPRING BANK HOLIDAY) MERLIN SONG FIC FEST

Check it out, folks: May is almost over. What, I hear you cry, but it only just began! Indeed it did, but don't despair - summer is just around the corner! Sunshine, barbecues, beaches, music.

(I know listening to music isn't a summer-only activity but I'm on a roll with the hyperbole.)

So in preparation for dusting off those LPs/CDs/MP3s (still use cassettes? ILU) let's all bust out our favourite tunes right here - and throw some of our favourite television characters into the mix too.
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So, you've got two choices: head over and submit a prompt for someone to sink their teeth into or head over and fill a prompt! Either way, it's gonna be a blast and a great way to dust off those bunnies that haven't been seen in a while :P

My Fills/Submissions

*S* Lancelot/Gwen; Happy Never After - Megan & Liz
*F* Fork In The Road (GLancelot)

Title: Fork In The Road

His sword falls to the ground and the last man takes his final breath before he joins the sword that killed him. Lancelot doesn't even pause as his feet propel him to her side, his fingers grasping for the knots that have bound her. Her head falls forward as the restraints fall away and he catches her body in his arms and lowers it gently to the ground.

"Gwen? Gwen?"

There's a small movement below her eyelids before they open and the whole world falls away until it's just the two of them. She searches his face for a moment before the corners of her mouth tug up into a small, gentle smile and he can't resist. He presses a small kiss to the corner of her mouth and her eyes widen in surprise.

There's no time for either of them to figure out whether or not they've crossed some imaginary line or what it all means, because he hears someone rushing toward them and he's not sure whether they're friend or foe.

He quickly reaches for his sword and he's on his feet and ready to defend when he sees Arthur and Merlin break through the treeline. Merlin pauses, his eyes surveying the bodies on the ground and resting lightly on Gwen before settling on him. He's always thought that Merlin's eyes were wiser than they ought to be but Merlin says nothing as Arthur races forward and sccops Gwen up in a hug.

A few more of his men join them now and he notices Gwen watching him over Arthur's shoulder. Her face is relatively blank of emotion but her eyes seem confused and he tries not to show any hurt over the fact that he thinks it should be his arms that she's taking refuge in.

Arthur pulls back from her and wordlessly extends a hand to him. They shake, but as Arthur leads Gwen away and Merlin follows, he wonders if Gwen will willingly go with him. There's no reason for her not to, and he's made her no promises, but she casts one last glance back over her shoulder before she walks away and he nods finally.

Gwen belongs to Arthur and he knows that she loves him but there's still something between them - a spark that cannot be easily defined, something that, given the chance, could turn into something more. But it is with Arthur that she casts her lot and Lancelot looks around at the bodies at his feet. Despite her making her choice, he knows that he's never going to be able to push aside what he feels for her and that he's prepared to mow down a hundred men if that's what it takes to keep her safe.