A Night of Passion + Booze = A Baby | Arthur/Gwen | PG
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God, I can’t believe this is happening!
Gwen thinks as they both wait for the count down on the timer. Arthur’s sitting on the edge of the bathtub, his elbow resting on his knee, his hand fisted under his chin. While Gwen is busy anxiously pacing up and down in the small bath room, which feels smaller now, as if it is closing in on her.
Okay maybe it’s not that much of a surprise; consider the amount of times we have sex. But stillUsually Gwen was very particular and cautious when it came to contraception, not only was she on the pill, but they also used condoms. But one night, it was Arthur’s half-sister Morgana’s 26th Birthday and Gwen was elated that she could finally have a fun night out after battling a bad infection for the past two weeks. She was a kindergarten teacher, so illness was very frequent to her
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Eclipse / AG / PGIt still hurts a bit, but she’s not complained about it since encountering him again. Now she’s back in Camelot and with all the danger over she can feel the pricks of pain from when the arrow must have hit her. Made her sick, but something helped with that. Merlin? Yes, maybe his magic aided so that
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Storybrooke, Maine | Arthur/Gwen, Mary Margaret, mentions of David | Modern AU/ Crossover | PG
A/N: This fic is set after everyone finds out about Mary-Margaret and David were sneaking around behind Kathryn’s back. I know that no one leaves or comes into Storybrooke (a part from Emma and August), but in my head Mary-Margaret and Gwen studied teaching together.
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Ah finally both Arthur and Gwen thought as they drove past the Storybrooke sign, an interesting place to decide to have their honeymoon. But Gwen had fallen in love with it after seeing the pictures her old college pal Mary Margaret had posted on Facebook
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Cravings | Arthur, Gwen, Gwaine | Modern AU | G (humor-ish?)
Gwen pressed the nuzzle until the flow petered out, the last few white drops spraying across the bowl.
“Babe, we’re out of whipped cream!” She laid the can back on the table.
Arthur stepped into the kitchen. “What?! That’s not possible, I just bought some yesterday!” He opened the fridge door. “See, they are right there.”
“Yes, but these are tubs. I prefer the ones with the nuzzles.” Gwen shook the now empty can to illustrate her point, before tossing it into the recycle bin
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God, I can’t believe this is happening!
Gwen thinks as they both wait for the count down on the timer. Arthur’s sitting on the edge of the bathtub, his elbow resting on his knee, his hand fisted under his chin. While Gwen is busy anxiously pacing up and down in the small bath room, which feels smaller now, as if it is closing in on her.
Okay maybe it’s not that much of a surprise; consider the amount of times we have sex. But stillUsually Gwen was very particular and cautious when it came to contraception, not only was she on the pill, but they also used condoms. But one night, it was Arthur’s half-sister Morgana’s 26th Birthday and Gwen was elated that she could finally have a fun night out after battling a bad infection for the past two weeks. She was a kindergarten teacher, so illness was very frequent to her ( ... )
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Arthur and Gwen talk about his engagement with Mithian
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A/N: This fic is set after everyone finds out about Mary-Margaret and David were sneaking around behind Kathryn’s back. I know that no one leaves or comes into Storybrooke (a part from Emma and August), but in my head Mary-Margaret and Gwen studied teaching together.
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Ah finally both Arthur and Gwen thought as they drove past the Storybrooke sign, an interesting place to decide to have their honeymoon. But Gwen had fallen in love with it after seeing the pictures her old college pal Mary Margaret had posted on Facebook ( ... )
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Gwen pressed the nuzzle until the flow petered out, the last few white drops spraying across the bowl.
“Babe, we’re out of whipped cream!” She laid the can back on the table.
Arthur stepped into the kitchen. “What?! That’s not possible, I just bought some yesterday!” He opened the fridge door. “See, they are right there.”
“Yes, but these are tubs. I prefer the ones with the nuzzles.” Gwen shook the now empty can to illustrate her point, before tossing it into the recycle bin ( ... )
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