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hmmm....something something parallel between Gwen saying "we need knights like you" to Lancelot and then clarifying that she didn't mean she specifically needed Lancelot and Arthur saying "I need" before correcting himself to "Camelot needs" about Lancelot's skill as a fighter
This is for my best friend who I met when we were both mainly in the Hobbit fandom shipping a rather questionable ship dixufgviuxf we know which we don’t have to talk about it dxgfuidf You’ve seen my highs and lows and had to deal with my bs day in and day out and I got to see you grow as a writer and grow as a person. You’re a great writer with a liking for horror games, worldbuilding, fantasy, magic. Anything that catches your eye you turn into something new with an interesting twist and fandom wise, you manage to sit me down and actually get me to like something new out of my comfort zone.
Anyway, keeping in mind you’re writing your own Arthurian story with Lancethur at the forefront and with me shipping them hard and supporting them I decided why the fuck not and I drew these two just having this more or less quiet and peaceful moment. You saw it in our server and all I could say is Merry Christmas bby and I hope you have a good one! <3
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i like lancethur but don’t talk or write about them enough. this was supposed to be sweet and romantic but turned out a little angsty, sorry :c altho i WAS listening to the titular song by lana del rey so of course it turned out angsty lololol
Though the curtains reveal something else when they are lifted, they both have the kiss to remember. Arthur relives it in his head. They had something between them long before Guinevere, an enigma that they alone could unravel. There was never anything beyond that, but Arthur still clutches hold of it and inhales its fragrance: The petals are soft on his skin, the memory still blooming fresh in his heart.
They are out in the woods that night. Rain snuffs out the flames on their wet torches, the both of them shivering beneath their soaked cloaks and making their way through the forest. Lancelot clutches onto Arthur and there is something that plants a seed in him. He has this desire to be held once he gets to feel it. They are cold comfort, rain strengthening the rich fragrance of the earth beneath their feet, trees a thin canopy over their heads.
Lancelot looks up at him with zircon blue eyes. Though the woods means something different to the knights and kings who made their way before them, they are both young with eyes bright and drunk on tales of old and starry nights.
“It’s cold.”
“Then I can warm you up.” Arthur takes Lancelot into his arms, cradling him close and reaching up a hand to pet at his wet hair. Blonde, like his. But even though his face is drenched with rainwater and his flaxen hair plastered to his face, something grows in Arthur’s chest. He’s beautiful. And I love him. Or at least I think I do.
He pulls Lancelot away so they can press their foreheads together, blue eyes on brown. Arthur sucks in a deep shuddering breath when he feels Lancelot’s hands reach up to his cheeks. They are still budding together, petals and leaves unfurling. There will be storms and winds to withstand, but they are new and the world of Camelot and beyond still feels new to them.
“Lancelot…”
The gap is closed. The flowers continue to bloom. The kiss in the pouring rain tastes sweet, of nectar and honeyed wine. And in spite of the pouring rain and the unsteady forest ground beneath their ground, they are warm.
They don’t talk about the kiss when they go back. Arthur never brings it up, even though they grow older and the world loses its vibrancy. And though he does not dwell on it, there are times when the world seems gray that he takes out the memory and overturns it in his hands. Because they had something bright once. It was brief, but it was there.
yes. i AM making you ship lancethur. it was one of my first ships for arthuriana so... the Nostalgia... like it's not my favorite now but it still holds a special place in my heart
Lancethur used to be a big ship of mine before I found out about Galehaut but that writing you did was so good I think my love for them has resurfaced.
yes Lancelot and Merlin were pretty much boyfriended up from the minute they met but Arthur absolutely Felt Something™ when Lancelot had him at swordpoint during the knighthood test
