Sudden Rebirth
Title: "Sudden Rebirth"
Art and words by: me
Rating: Art - G
Words - Well, there is techinically no cursing. But I allude to bedroom things ...
Characters: Lancelot/Gwen, Merlin/Arthur, Geoffrey, and an unseen crazy man in a blue box.
Mediums: watercolor and photoshop.
The final manuscript in my series! They were rather fun. :D
Once again big thanks to my beta altocello and my text format person, the amazing gwyntastic. Yes, you did it perfectly right the first time!! <3 <3 <3
OH! Arthur Drunk Gwaine
Sudden rebirth is not always exciting; Lancelot in fact found it rather quite fright’ning.
Grabbed from his boat before engulfed in flame, Du Lac was most sure he was going insane.
Thrown in a box by a crazy, strange man, that’s when the oddest of journeys began.
With a loud smash the blue carriage appeared, in the great hall, and was needlessly feared.
Before he could scarper, Lance was stopped by a quill, that glowed a bright blue and made a soft trill.
“Go get your girl!” the queer man said to him. “Show all of them this is not just a whim!”
Taking a breath he escaped out the door, and gasping now welcomed the young man from yore.
Fully revealed, Du Lac quietly sighed, walked over quickly, and hoped for a bride.
“Gwen, I do love you, please travel with me, we’ll go every place and see all we can see.”
Gwen sighed with sorrow and said with regret,
“My marriage to Arthur I can not forget.”
Coughing quite loudly, wise Geoffery stepped forth, and made an announcement that gobsmacked the court.
“The marriage is void, for it took place off screen. Lancelot may certainly run off with the Queen!”
That secret revealed, the couple made haste, took each other’s hand, and ran out of that place.
Pouting and crying, King Arthur sat still; in grief he did wallow, he took in his fill.
Seizing the moment then Merlin appeared, wiping away all of Arthur’s stray tears.
“Don’t worry Arthur, you’ll always have me.”
His smile was one made out of pure happy glee.
“We’ll start where we left off and do even more. My magic will sate you, my sweet royal whore.”
The words strangely tender, albeit quite crude, the King then began to emerge from his mood.
“Many games will be played, and we’ll get to them all. Even the one where you’re chained to the wall!”
Suddenly then, the magician came near.
“You’ll even regain some fine donkey ears.”
Sold by his words, Arthur quickly got up, he seized Merlin’s hand, and they left in a rush.
History now fixed, the fez man cracked a grin, hopped back in his box and took off with a spin.
On DA
Art and words by: me
Rating: Art - G
Words - Well, there is techinically no cursing. But I allude to bedroom things ...
Characters: Lancelot/Gwen, Merlin/Arthur, Geoffrey, and an unseen crazy man in a blue box.
Mediums: watercolor and photoshop.
The final manuscript in my series! They were rather fun. :D
Once again big thanks to my beta altocello and my text format person, the amazing gwyntastic. Yes, you did it perfectly right the first time!! <3 <3 <3
OH! Arthur Drunk Gwaine
Sudden rebirth is not always exciting; Lancelot in fact found it rather quite fright’ning.
Grabbed from his boat before engulfed in flame, Du Lac was most sure he was going insane.
Thrown in a box by a crazy, strange man, that’s when the oddest of journeys began.
With a loud smash the blue carriage appeared, in the great hall, and was needlessly feared.
Before he could scarper, Lance was stopped by a quill, that glowed a bright blue and made a soft trill.
“Go get your girl!” the queer man said to him. “Show all of them this is not just a whim!”
Taking a breath he escaped out the door, and gasping now welcomed the young man from yore.
Fully revealed, Du Lac quietly sighed, walked over quickly, and hoped for a bride.
“Gwen, I do love you, please travel with me, we’ll go every place and see all we can see.”
Gwen sighed with sorrow and said with regret,
“My marriage to Arthur I can not forget.”
Coughing quite loudly, wise Geoffery stepped forth, and made an announcement that gobsmacked the court.
“The marriage is void, for it took place off screen. Lancelot may certainly run off with the Queen!”
That secret revealed, the couple made haste, took each other’s hand, and ran out of that place.
Pouting and crying, King Arthur sat still; in grief he did wallow, he took in his fill.
Seizing the moment then Merlin appeared, wiping away all of Arthur’s stray tears.
“Don’t worry Arthur, you’ll always have me.”
His smile was one made out of pure happy glee.
“We’ll start where we left off and do even more. My magic will sate you, my sweet royal whore.”
The words strangely tender, albeit quite crude, the King then began to emerge from his mood.
“Many games will be played, and we’ll get to them all. Even the one where you’re chained to the wall!”
Suddenly then, the magician came near.
“You’ll even regain some fine donkey ears.”
Sold by his words, Arthur quickly got up, he seized Merlin’s hand, and they left in a rush.
History now fixed, the fez man cracked a grin, hopped back in his box and took off with a spin.
On DA