Hello, I'm Guinevere. You can also call me Gwen. Welcome to Caer Camelot.
((This is an independent RP blog based in the world of King Arthur. I play Guinevere as she's portrayed in the popular BBC show Merlin and as she's portrayed in the original lore. Mun an adult, born in 1993. Muse age is verse dependent. If you want to RP with me, just send me a message.))
She turns at the sudden sound , she had only recently returned to the castle and after recent events her jumping was more plausible but her friend didn’t even know .
Her father had sent her away once again after the ‘incident’ as he had referred to it as . He had acted as if it hadn’t even happened when she’d been brought back to the castle disheveled and a mess of sobs .
“Gwen — I ,” she swiped at her eyes to try and cover what had been happening but it was obvious . “Just got back in , I didn’t want to bother you right away I’m sure you’ve grown accustomed to new duties in my absence .”
She moves now from the window she had been stood by , towards her maid and friend .
“I missed you ,” she hopes questions don’t come , she knows she doesn’t look well , she knows there is evidence for once . All she wants is to have a nice bath and meal perhaps just head to bed .
“Have I missed much ?” It was only a week she had been gone this time . It was a mystery as to why she acted as if Gwen hadn’t witnessed her disappearances from time to time before . But they had never spoken of them . The reasons or anything as even she was not entirely sure of it all .
Gwen set down her candle, making sure it wasn’t too close to anything flammable and wouldn’t be easily knocked over, then slowly and carefully–telegraphing her movements so as not to startle Morgana further–moved toward her friend. Once within easy reach, she held out her arms to invite an embrace should Morgana feel the need for it. Truly, she hoped Morgana would take the invitation. Her dear friend looked and sounded as though she sorely needed comfort.
“It’s all right, Morgana. It’s only been a week, after all. Whatever new duties I took on in your absence can be taken by others. You’re my priority right now. Is there anything you need? I can go to Gaius and ask for a sleeping draught to ward off any unwanted dreams.”
I missed you, too.
The words remained unspoken for the moment, but their meaning was clear in Gwen’s behaviour. This was how she had always been with Morgana. Usually she said what she meant, but there were times when the words didn’t need to be spoken.
i’ve had this comic sketched out for months but only decided to finish it now, it’s based on something i drew a couple years back of toph and zuko….don’t think too hard on when or how this takes place because i don’t really know either! it’s just a concept i’ve always wanted to draw
i’ve come to realize there are only two kinds of tragedies: preventable and inevitable. preventable tragedies are the kind where everything could have maybe worked out if only. if only romeo had gotten the second letter. if only juliet had woken up earlier. if only creon had changed his mind about antigone sooner. if only orpheus hadn’t turned around.
inevitable tragedies are the kind where everything was always goingto end terribly. of coursemacbeth gets deposed, he murdered his way to the throne. of course oedipus goes mad, he married his own mother. of course achilles dies in the war, he had to fulfill the prophecy in order to avenge his lover.
both kinds have their merits. the first is more emotionally impactful, letting the audience cling to hope until the very end, when it’s snatched away all at once leaving nothing but a void. the second is more thematically resonant, tracking an inherent fatal flaw in its hero to a natural and understandable conclusion, making it abundantly clear why everything has to happen the way it does.
I want a silly au where Arthur’s return is just him being fished out of the lake by a fishing net, which is a surprise to both him AND the poor fisherman, who immediately lets go of the rope and dumps him back in the water. After he’s recovered from the shock, Arthur’s hauled back up again, looking like a drowned rat with a fish flopping about on his head. Merlin only finds out from a breaking news headline titled DROWNED MEDIEVAL COSPLAYER FISHED OUT OF LAKE BY HERO FISHERMAN, STILL IN CHARACTER
The biceps on that fisherman though to be able to haul both Arthur and his armour PLUS all that fish, twice. I imagine he becomes a little internet famous after this, which is rivalling the next headline titled DEDICATED DROWNED COSPLAYER SPEAKS MOSTLY BRYTHONIC?
‘#and everyone would be asking how his friend from out of town is faring…’ ‘#can we have him over to play a knight at so and so’s birthday next week?’
Merlin would indeed be sick of it BUT it hits him one day that not only could he turn a profit, but I think he’d get an impish grin on his face, imagining Arthur working a birthday party as a knight. I think Arthur would love kids and be great at it, but he’d definitely be losing his patience with the parents (he’s a king though, he knows how to be diplomatic with unpleasant people) and would have to field questions like “my mam told me king arthur’s not real” and “I bet you haven’t slayed any real dragons”
Merlin comes as old Merlin for one birthday party. And not with the help of an ageing potion. He bought a $5 costume.
Them turning a profit off of their Mythologized selves is so funny to me - there’s grounds for fraud there, considering how long it’s been !!
But it doesn’t matter in the slightest, Merlin w/ his Spirit Halloween wizard hat + star-spangled banner-esque cape and Arthur with his very Real and Pointy Sword - are gonna run the town’s most popular costume gimmick and RP company in history, and damnit, they’re gonna be so good at improvising lines 😂😂
long distance mutuals <- used to be in the same fandom together and have both moved on to other fandoms but stay mutuals and wave at each other when passing by (scrolling on dash) and catch up when we can (liking each others posts)