Stalker!Arthur About To Pounce

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EPaws Made further irresistable by the White Shirt of Sex and the blindfold. Seriously wish this was an HBO series at times hehehe

famfan Oh, goodness yes, Showtime, Starz or something... you are a wicked, wicked women!!!! OH wait I am thinking about myself. So many, many, many wicked thoughts were is kbrand when you need her. Girl, Angel would need to be placed in the witness protection program.

MISAforever There goes my concentration for the rest of the day

kbrand5333 Thank you, Famfan, I do my part for us pervs.

EPaws You succeed. Oh check your inbox.

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Radio Times 5.06 Review

posted by missNST

Series 5 - 6. The Dark Tower

Is snake in the erba Morgana losing her touch? To separate Queen Gwen from her protectors, the sorceress conjures up… some snakes in the grass. A little unimaginative, perhaps, but it has the desired effect, leaving Leon and Percival with dark magic coursing through their veins and Gwen in Morgana’s clutches.

A mortified King Arthur and Gwen’s brother Sir Elyan lead a rescue mission that turns into that splendidly enjoyable Merlin staple, the quest. But while Camelot’s armoured division is huffing and puffing through the Impenetrable Forest (go around!), Gwen fears for her very sanity in the Dark Tower where Morgana is keeping her.

Though the quest at times resembles a sinister pantomime, there’s nothing amusing about Gwen’s nightmarish ordeal, which makes this instalment probably the most disturbing yet. We were promised “darker” for season five — and we’ve certainly got it.

libri and Their Covers - 40

posted by kbrand5333

Part 39: link

    “Feeling better, Love?” Gwen asks that night while they eat dinner.
    “Quite a bit, actually. Should be right as rain da the end of the week,” he says.
    “Do te want to go over to your place after cena and bring some più things over?”
    “Yeah, okay,” he says. “I need the rest of my clothes, definitely. And my records.”
    Their conversations since Sunday have been somewhat stilted. She really wants to ask if he’s dato any più thought to her suggestion...

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Blind Truth - part 38 (Modern giorno Arwen)

posted by sportyshuie

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The deafening honks and blares behind Arthur remind him that the traffic ahead of him has dispersed and it’s his turn to sposta the car forward. But he’s been concentrating on Gwen far too long to realize that, and in the end, he faces the wrath of the drivers behind him. Arthur turns back and notices the stack of cars lining up and immediately moves the car ahead. But instead of driving away, he brings the car to the side of the road and allows the cars behind him to pass him by. But the drivers, instead of being grateful, verbally abuse Arthur as they pass....

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Blind Truth - part 34 (Modern giorno Arwen)

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    Gwen finds Merlin talking to the doctor when she arrives. She waits until the latter is done before approaching him. She touches him on the shoulder. Merlin turns around, smile immediately forming on his face.
    “Gwen?” he asks, rolling up his sleeves and loosening his tie, it’s obvious he just came back from work.
    “Is something wrong?” Gwen asks, her voice lowering in anxiety. The last thing they need now is another obstacle when they have come so far. Arthur really needs this operation to happen without any...

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libri and Their Covers - 1

posted by kbrand5333

So I've decided (well, commanded da Queen Stacey) to expand the Punk chapter from One Thousand Tomorrows to a full-length fic. Hope te enjoy. The first couple chapters will be familiar.

London, summer 1977

I hope those ruffians aren’t loitering around again. I hate walking past them, Gwen thinks as she walks down the street, on her way home from some Saturday morning shopping. Her bag in her arms with some groceries from the market; she rounds the corner and surveys the strada, via ahead of her.
They’re there. The five of them on one side. On the...

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Songs to Dance - 5 - For me

posted by kbrand5333

Song 4: link

For me, there is no song
Unless I sing it,
And yet I Amore you,
And make music
Which I cannot hear.

    I slept on the tavolo again. There is a crick in my neck, threatening to become permanent from my head being bent over the tavolo each night rather than on my pillow.
    But I cannot sleep in that bed. Not knowing that she is supposed to be there with me. In my arms. My body warming hers. Loving hers. Worshipping hers.
    I miss her so much.
    The sting of her betrayal is nothing compared to the burning gash...

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Songs to Dance - 4 - I am not free

posted by kbrand5333

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I am not free, te see,
I rearrange the furniture.
It is a play, with immagini and walls,
In which I rearrange the furniture.
And when the room is mine,
The chairs are real,
I rearrange the furniture.

    “Gwen, can te help me a moment, please?” Merlin sticks his head out of the doors leading to Arthur’s chambers, and, having spotted her passing, calls.
    “Of course, Merlin, what do te need?” Gwen asks, turning towards the doors.
    “Arthur wanted me to change his drapes,” he sighs, walking ahead of her.
    “You...