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Merlin OC Masterlist

Name: Amarise

Face Claim: Emma Appleton

Love Interest: Arthur Pendragon

Fic Title: Set It Free

Plot Summary: Amarise lives her life as a witch within the borders of Camelot. While she lives peacefully, she knows she can’t remain undetected forever, and the day she’s found out arrives when she rescues Camelot’s prince, Arthur Pendragon. Will Amarise be condemned for her use of magic, or will Arthur, out from under his father’s watchful eye, see something in Amarise that tells him to let her go?

Name: Astris

Face Claim: Alyssa Sutherland

Love Interest: Gwaine

Fic Title: Magic In Me

Plot Summary: Astris was called to Camelot by destiny. Her life was meant to intertwine with Merlin and Arthur’s. What she didn’t plan on was meeting brave and dashing knight, Gwaine. During her visit to Camelot, she challenges him to a duel, and the two of them become sparring partners during her time in Camelot, but is there something more between them just under the surface?

Name: Avalon Clarissant

Face Claim: Kristin Kreuk

Love Interest: Uther Pendragon

Fic Title: Destiny's Queen

Plot Summary: Summoned by witches, Avalon rises from the lake, awakened from a cursed slumber of a hundred years. She has risen to take Camelot and make it hers. She charms Uther into allowing her to become his bride. When Merlin finds out what she’s up to, he’ll use magic of his own to break her curse and, no longer controlled by the witches who raised her from her slumber, Avalon’s true feelings will return to her and she will have choices to make.

Name: Colette Lockwood

Face Claim: Olivia Cooke

Love Interest: Morgause

Fic Title: For The Hand Of A Princess

Plot Summary: Colette Lockwood wants to escape her upcoming marriage of convenience. With the appearance of a stranger in the kingdom, she’s able to do just that. The knight that fought the prince for her hand has won, and now it’s up to Colette to decide her own fate.

Name: Malina Astormore

Face Claim: Annabelle Wallis

Love Interest: Morgana Pendragon

Fic Title: Under A Cursed Moon

Plot Summary: Malina is a princess trapped in a fate she doesn’t want, but one she had long ago accepted. It’s only when she becomes betrothed to Arthur Pendragon that she begins to see a different life for herself. She falls instead for Uther’s ward, Lady Morgana and begins to cast off the role that has been set for her.

Name: Nella Landon

Face Claim: Emma Watson

Love Interest: Merlin

Fic Title: A Binding Secret

Plot Summary: A bookbinders daughter, Nella Landon is always going around with ink stained fingers and a stack of books in her arms to deliver to the patrons of Camelot. A collision on a remote part of her course of deliveries shakes her entire world when a young man stops the books in midair. She’d never seen anyone else perform magic before and it startles her. She darts off without the books and the young man brings them back to her at the end of the day, introducing himself as Merlin. What transpires from there is a careful dance of tentative friendship and secret keeping. Merlin has magic, but so does Nella, and she doesn’t want it getting out.

#merlin ocs #oc: amarise #oc: astris #oc: avalon clarissant #oc: colette lockwood #oc: enid #oc: malina astormore

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Pairing: Uther Pendragon x Avalon Clarissant (OC)

Summary: Avalon Clarissant, former queen of Camelot, has risen from a cursed sleep of a hundred years and is set on taking Camelot back as her own kingdom to rule once more. But is it her true intention to rule again, or only a side effect of the spell cast upon her by the witches who helped to raise her from her slumber?

Chapter One: From The Lake She Rose

Chapter Two (Coming Soon)

Also Read On AO3 + Wattpad

#uther pendragon #uther pendragon x ofc #oc: avalon clarissant #fc: kristin kreuk #fd: merlin #avalon x uther

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Destiny's Queen - Chapter One (From The Lake She Rose)

Summary: Morgana has a nightmare and a queen rises from a cursed slumber. What lies ahead is anyone's guess and destiny will prevail.

Word Count: 1,012

Warnings: None

It was late, yet Merlin hustled around the castle, preparing himself for his usual routine in the morning when the royal prat would summon him to help him with the most basic of tasks. If he wasn't prepared when the prince called, he'd surely not hear the end of it. He'd been rushing through the corridor so fast, he stumbled over his own two feet just a short distance from the Lady Morgana's chambers. It was only when he began to pick himself up that a scream of terror came piercing through the thick wooden door separating them. He hurried to his feet and pressed his ear to the door. "Lady Morgana, is everything all right," he called, face firmly planted against cool wood of the door.

"Merlin, is that you," Morgana replied, loud enough to be heard through the heavy wooden door, but something about her voice sounded uncertain, as if perhaps she were still dreaming and Merlin was really some demon on the other side of the door, meant to trick her.

"Yes, my lady, I was just passing and I heard a scream," he told her.

"Well for goodness sake, come in. I can't very well carry on a conversation through a door," she insisted, sounding a bit more like her usual self.

"It is late, my lady, I wouldn't want to—" Merlin began to reason only to be cut off.

"In, Merlin. If anything need be explained, I shall explain it. I could use a friend right now." Merlin took that as permission enough and slowly opened the door, hoping to ward off a loud creaking if he could manage it and for the most part, he was successful.

"Was it a nightmare again, Lady Morgana," Merlin asked when he'd finally entered.

She nodded her head, long raven tresses bouncing slightly with the movement. "It was awful. I couldn't really understand it. There were these women at a lake. They were...summoning something, I think. With magic. I couldn't make anything out clearly, but I sensed evil. I was frightened, Merlin."

The sound of her nearly in tears made Merlin want to rush to her bedside and lay a soothing hand on her shoulder, but he thought better of it. He could be a good friend from a distance and not run the risk of a beheading. "I'll bring another sleeping draught from Gaius. I'm sure it was nothing more than a nightmare."

"Thank you, Merlin. You are too kind." With that, Merlin took his leave to go grab her the draught, his last task for the night. And he found himself wondering if there was ever any truth to any of Morgana's nightmares.

Out in the night, five women traipsed through the thick of the forest silently, only the crunch of leaves and branches from the forest floor gave away that they were there at all. They walked until they reached a clearing, stopping short only when the lake came into their view. The full moon shone on the water and something in the center of the lake glowed even brighter than the moon itself. One of the women stepped ahead of the rest, throwing off the hood of her black velvet cloak. "Tonight is the night, sisters," she spoke aloud. "As it was foretold, the once great queen will rise again, awoken from her hundred years of watery slumber, and we must help her rise. Gather, sisters!"

The other four women stepped in line with the first, each casting down their hoods of differing colors. One red, one green, one blue, and one purple. They stood now, hand in hand as they looked towards the water. They spoke in unison. "Oh great lady from the lake, return to us, to the land of the living and reclaim what is rightfully yours." The water began to stir, but the women no longer looked out. Their eyes were closed as their voices continued as one. "Oh powerful queen, rise from the depths, take back your life, your kingdom, let your curse be lifted from you and washed away with the waters of the lake that holds you. Be free!"

All five of the women fell to their knees at once, now as quiet as they'd been in coming through the forest. The water in the lake continued to bubble and ripple, until a splash could be heard far off. She had risen. The women bowed their heads, listening for their lady's approach. The disturbance of the water sounded much closer now, and the women all raised their eyes to look upon her. Before them, just a little ways out into the lake was the queen they were promised. She was young, with long, dark hair that fell in drenched waves over her body, promising fresh curls when it dried. The moon shimmered against her bare skin, giving it a ethereal sort of glow.

The first of the women rose, and offered their lady of the lake a light purple gown to dress herself in. The next of the women provided her a necklace of amethyst, crafted from the nearby caves. The next, a pair of earrings to match. The way they sparkled in the moonlight as they were offered, reflected in the lady of the lake's eyes. Yet another woman gifted her shoes of that same sort of lilac hue. And the last of the women offered her the cloak she wore. The purple one.

"Oh great queen of yore," their leader spoke as the others dispersed back into the forest, "we offer you one final gift. A horse." As it was mentioned, the other women brought out a great steed, whiter than the moonlight as if it possessed some mystical quality of its own. "Take it and ride to Camelot. Reclaim your kingdom and make it as it once was. Use your charms and graces to restore the land as it should be. Our kind relies on you as our one last hope. Let magic reign in Camelot once more. Let everyone know, Queen Avalon has returned!"