HELLMOUTHS

curiousgoldenthing:

drunkknightofcamelot:

curiousgoldenthing:

Estella didn’t even pause. The guard could warn ‘til he was blue in the face for all she cared. The prospect of being tossed into a dungeon was not one she found particularly appealing.

Careening around a corner, one boot squelched through an ankle-deep patch of mud, but she couldn’t waste time to stop and scrape it clean. A nearby rainspout took care of the worst, at the cost of a few precious seconds, and on she went, not noticing that a half-trail of muddy heel prints spotted the cobblestones behind her.

A loaded hay cart stood at the end of the next alley, awaiting the next day’s market. She darted past it for half a block, then circled back and crouched in the shadows behind the bales, keeping as still as a mouse and trying very hard not to sneeze.

Gwaine cursed as he gave chase, watching her round the corner and almost falling face first on the floor in his attempt to get around. It lost him some time but luck seemed to be on his side as he caught sight of the footprints that the other was leaving.

He almost ran straight into another knight and had to stop to tell the other to not come with him; it wasn’t as if he couldn’t handle a petty thief. Following the footprints after his encounter and groaning when they started to fade.

"I won’t give up." He spoke, looking around the streets; hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "I just want to speak with you, find out why you did what you did." And while that wasn’t exactly true it wasn’t a lie. He just had to put his duty before his curiosity on such a matter. 

Yes, because turning herself in was in no way guaranteed to shorten her life. She stayed exactly where she was. The hay was tickling her nose something awful and it getting hard not to-…

"Ah-CHOO!"

One hand clapped over her mouth, but too late to call the noise back. She did her best to stay as still as a mouse, hoping that would help, though she doubted it would do much. Guards in these parts were easy to bribe upon occasion, but they did have damn good hearing.

Gwaine smirked when he heard the sound of a sneeze, heading towards the noise and wondering why she had chosen to hide over here. He was almost wishing for the chase to come back, at least it was more exciting but he was a knight and he probably should appreciate when it was easier. 

Heading around the hay cart he spotted the thief and gave a small smile, crouching down and arching a brow at her. “Gotcha.” He went to grab her wrist, thinking of the walk back to the castle where she would have to stay in the dungeon till he could speak to Arthur.

"Come on, it’s late and I do want to get to bed at some point." He was thinking about leaving the girl for Percy to deal with but it wouldn’t be fair on his friend. "You do know you will have to spend the night in the dungeon, right?" He asked, glancing around and planning the best route back.

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therealpendragon: “Do you always break the law without a second thought?”

therealpendragon:

drunkknightofcamelot:

drunkknightofcamelot:

"Honestly? Pretty much. Life isn’t fun if you don’t break the law every now and then. Live a little!"

"I’ll try harder to stay on the straight and narrow from now on and I don’t think anyone saw me. Well at least I don’t think so. They might have."

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"I may have stolen a piece of apple from the market."

"Well that’s just great, Gwaine. You know, if the people see the knights breaking the laws, they’re going to get it in their heads that it’s perfectly acceptable for them to do so as well.”

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"Why would you steal an apple? You’re a knight, we do feed you.”

"Arthur if they had been looking at me they would have been so absorbed with my beauty that they wouldn’t have noticed what my hands were doing. Plus I am an expert at being sneaky."

"It was there and it was calling me. You may feed me but sometimes an apple is just too tempting."

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olivierperrier:

A look of dismay crossed Olivier’s face at the mention of town. Town has people - a lot of people. “I will have to go to townuh with you some other time, there are…….things to attend to today. Also, please do not grow wings and become a ‘wing-man’, that would be frightening.” He needed to gather materials for the spell.

His face dropped when Oli said he couldn’t go to town today but gave a small shrug with a smile, knowing it was a bit of short notice for the other to just go. “It’s okay.” He gave the other an odd look, wondering where on earth he got the idea that he was growing wings to become a wingman. “I… That isn’t what a wingman is dude. It’s like… Someone who helps a mate get a partner.” He wrinkled his nose, he did not do well with descriptions.

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Anonymous: "Gwaine, I desire a cuddle." - kingcenred [he's so manly and scary eh]

kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

drunkknightofcamelot:

Gwaine tried to play off his snort as a cough, looking over at Cenred with a grin. “Well get over here, you prat.”

A soft sound left Gwaine’s lips as he was suddenly pressed into a wall, feeling it digging into his back but not minding at all. “I don’t know.” He spoke innocently, fluttering his eyelashes. Arching up he ran his hands up his arms to loop around his neck, offering his jaw up to the other. “Well it isn’t like I am going anywhere soon so hurry up and decide.” He replied cheekily. 

Trailing a line of kisses along his jaw for a moment, he pulled back and smirked at him. “I’m going to have to make sure your hands behave themselves, aren’t I?” With a wicked grin, the king unbuckled his belt and grabbed Gwaine’s hands, beginning to tie his wrists together with the strip of leather. “Ah. Much better.” 

Humming softly he closed his eyes, only to end up whining as the touch was withdrawn; eyes slowly opening to catch a glimpse of a smirk. “You do?” He blinked, wondering what that even meant. Eyes widening once he saw what Cenred was doing, wiggling his fingers once his wrists were bound together. “I can’t move them.” He whined. 

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Anonymous: "Gwaine, I desire a cuddle." - kingcenred [he's so manly and scary eh]

kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

drunkknightofcamelot:

Gwaine tried to play off his snort as a cough, looking over at Cenred with a grin. “Well get over here, you prat.”

Leaning into the hand on his cheek he gave a doopey smile; glad to hear he would be the only one on the receiving end of the Cenred’s more teddy bear side. “Good.”He whispered, snorting at the threat and not being able to stop himself from ruffling it up once more. He sent the other a ‘bring it on’ look, a smirk pulling up on his lips.

Letting out an over-dramatic gasp, his hands grasped Gwaine’s hips and pushed him up against the nearest wall. “What did I just say!?” he tutted, with a smirk, pinning him between the wall and his own body. “Well, well, what am I going to do with you now?” he questioned, tilting his head down to nip at his jaw. 

A soft sound left Gwaine’s lips as he was suddenly pressed into a wall, feeling it digging into his back but not minding at all. “I don’t know.” He spoke innocently, fluttering his eyelashes. Arching up he ran his hands up his arms to loop around his neck, offering his jaw up to the other. “Well it isn’t like I am going anywhere soon so hurry up and decide.” He replied cheekily. 

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the-druid-girl-deactivated20140: "Gwaine! I've missed you, how are you?"

"Frey! It’s been a while. I’ve been well and you?"

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faerietanith: "I love you."

"And I love you, princess."

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lady-vivian: *whispers* shirtless Gwaine.

Did

Someone

Say

Shirtless

Gwaine

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northernprincessxx: "gwaine would it matter if our bump is a little girl not a boy "

northernprincessxx:

drunkknightofcamelot:

northernprincessxx:

drunkknightofcamelot:

Gwaine shook his head. “Of course not, if it was a little girl it should be a mini copy of you. That way it would be beautiful.” He smiled.

Isabella burst into tears with her hand on her face “I love you” she sobbed 

Gwaine looked mortified that he had made Isa cry, rushing to her and pulling her into his arms. “Oh Isa. I love you too, princess.” He laughed, which sounded choked. 

snuggling into gwaines frame as she calmed “if the bump is a boy ,he will be as handsome and as strong as hes papa”kissing hes cheek

Gwaine smiled fondly, running his fingers through her hair in a comforting manner. “Whatever the bump is, it will be a much loved bump.” He whispered.

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The Magic Begins: Favourite Ship

↳ Harry Potter x Draco Malfoy

Some people… some times, there are things that have to be said, and things that are felt, that are so powerful they allow you to stay a little longer, to see them done justice.”

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