hoooooooyaaaaaaaay

[whynot]

MORE FLAILING ABOUT MERLIN. Who incidentally has huge ears.

So, I watched the first four episodes online, can't yet find a working version of the fifth episode and MAN. I WANT THE LANCELOT PRETTY, NOW. Apparently he was Isaac from Heroes?? I KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE, EPISODE FIVE. I will find you and your little dog too.

I wasn't part of the Xena and Hercules generation, but I kind of feel Merlin is this generation's answer to that. To anachronistic adventure fantasy starring a duo drowning in their own hoyay, that is. EVERYONE, COME JOIN THE MERLIN FLAILPARTY.

BED, this shit is kind of up your alley. I hope you watch it.


Hey, cape aside, that's like Pete and Ed's armor Arthur's wearing?

"Is it my imagination or are you beginning to enjoy yourself?"
"It's not totally horrible all the time." ESPECIALLY WHEN WE DO IT, all night long.

"I wouldn't lie to you." ...already? That was fast, guys.

This is episode two and already we have a "Merlin and Arthur against the world!"

The background music of Merlin and Arthur's breakup scene is hilariously histrionic, wtf.

"The heart cannot truly hate THAT WHICH MAKES IT WHOLE"? Are you kidding me. WOW.

Arthur is SO PRETTY. So pretty. UNGH I WANT.

Arthur/Morgana! I want to like it. But something about it is annoying. Though I am a big fan of how she can make him do anything she wants. ARTHUR. Twisted around so many people's little fingers. Like MERLIN'S. And even his father, in the 'I just want him to be proud of me' sort of way.


I am, like, in love with Arthur's panicked facial expressions whenever Merlin does something stupid and noble. WHICH HAPPENS ALL THE TIME. Arthur has to step in and verbally abuse Merlin while saving his ass, barely concealing his panic and fear and anger and LOVE. AT THE BANQUET, after Merlin makes his wild accusations, Arthur's all like let me handle this 'cos I already know how he ticks apparently. WELL THEN. And Arthur's THE FIRST AT HIS SIDE WHEN MERLIN FALLS TO THE FLOOR.

Only four episodes in and Arthur's already like, "I will go to the ends of the earth for you, Merlin! I will risk life and limb. FOR YOU."

CALLING ARTHUR'S NAME IN DELIRIOUS FEVER? WHAT SWEET NECTAR IS THIS?

WTF DINOSAURS?? Well, I guess not, but it sure as hell looked like a spinosaurus.

OH MY GOD, Merlin sending Arthur that glowing ball of light thing. Lost in delirious fevered sleep and MOANING and his first instinct is to SAVE HIS ARTHUR-KING. SAVE YOURSELF ARTHUR-KING, don't mind my dying self, and Arthur's like OH I MIND IT VERY MUCH for who will I make out with then, WHO WILL unDRESS ME.

OMG I JUST DIED. "FASTER FASTER ARTHUR" INDEED. That was PROBABLY A FLASHBACK TO A FEW DAYS AGO.

Harharhar, his father being all like, "Why do you care so much?" YEAH ARTHUR, WHY DO YOU CARE SO MUCH.

"Yeah, it was nothing," INDEED. You're not fooling anyone, Arthur-king. YOU TWO ARE TOTALLY LOVERRRRRS.

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[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

no, seriously, when do we get the scene where merlin confronts edmund because edmund is lurking and merlin is paranoid? or when edmund hears the rumors about the dragon and goes down to investigate and merlin follows because merlin is paranoid? or when gwen and merlin are talking and gwen is all, "i cannot believe he is going to be king!" and edmund goes, "oh, you have no idea," and then winces, because he recognizes the expression on peter's face.

whoo-hoo HOT.


later, when arthur's dressing, peter sprawls out naked on his bed, seemingly unconcerned as he stretches, vertebrae cracking.

"you're not afraid of me," arthur says, turning a chair around and sitting in it backwards, watching peter.

peter shrugs, the movement somehow graceful in its gracelessness. "why should i be? you're not that terrifying; i've seen much worse things."

"i'm the crown prince," arthur says, tilting his chin up.

peter laughs. "i'm the high king of narnia," he says. "i think that rather outranks crown prince."

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

aww he's not paranoid, just an insufferable gryffindor who doesn't know the meaning of the term 'self-preservation'. not ONLY does he have to protect his arthur-king, he appears to be biologically wired to follow the hunches he shouldn't. maybe edmund can save him from something, or watches him save himself using magic. and merlin doesn't notice him until after the fact and he's like "!!!!" and bites down on asking him "you didn't just see that, did you?" because that would be a supremely stupid question to ask (not that it's stopped him before). so merlin just gawps a while, and edmund lets him gawp, and merlin's like, "your highness--"

"you can get killed for doing that, i hear," says edmund casually.

"it wasn't... i can't..."

edmund cocks his head to one side. "how exactly did you do that?"

"i didn't!" merlin bursts out. "i mean, i didn't mean to. that is-- that wasn't what you think it was."

but he only gets more and more flustered, which suits edmund just fine, because edmund wouldn't want to come head to head in a game of wits against THE merlin. but this merlin, he thinks he can handle. gotta get 'em while they're young.

edmund steps towards the wizard, sees too late the boy's eyes flash gold, is picked up by something unseen and is thrown through air. he hits the wall head-first, too shocked to cry out, and then there is darkness.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

and edmund is, like, fifteen or sixteen, but scary the way all the pevensies are.


he wakes up to peter's curious gaze, his brother sitting wrongways on a chair and reading a book with his arms propped on the back of it.

"ow," edmund says as the aches and pains hit him all at once.

peter drops the book and comes off the chair, radiating fury as he comes toward him. edmund pushes himself up on one elbow and suddenly gets a taste of what it will be like to be old, if he lives that long.

"don't move," peter orders, palms against his shoulders to push him back down. "are you all right? what the hell happened to you? i'll get wine."

edmund slaps peter's hands aside and sits up anyway, wincing with every movement, and takes the wine when peter hands it to him. "merlin," he says. "i pushed a little too quickly, which was --"

"stupid?" peter supplies helpfully, turning the chair around so he can perch on its edge, kicking the book away.

edmund shrugs. "i should know better than to underestimate the young by now."

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

hmmmm i think we could polish the peter/arthur and post it to a comm. y/n?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

i feel we could! hmm, but how do we want to do so? i can do set-up, but if i do set-up, we will then have a plot, a subplot, angst, and a lot of violence, which kind of negates the point. look, i have an incorrigible disease. (no, i am dying for some terrible beastie to descend on camelot and the talking horses to kick their way into the great hall, screaming, "get the hell away from my king!" as the knights of camelot gape and edmund pulls himself up onto phillip's bare back, peter vaulting onto sebi's and turning her around with his knees, raising his sword to fight the, i don't know, something that flies and has ripped off the roof. and the whole talking horses thing may or may not ruin the alliance.)

*cough*

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

WOAH THERE WILD BILL. i'm just talking about what we've written so far, up to the point right before the edmurlin confrontation, with a few (but not large) additions in-between to make it flow. and maybe more porn. hell yes to angst ('cos this is me here), violence ('COS THAT IS YOU THERE), and subplot, but all the plot i'm talking about is, the kings of narrrrnia arrive at camelot, edmund is all "pete that is a BAD IDEA", pete and arthur-king lustily glare at each other. THAT is our set-up, and then there is porn ever after. eh? eh?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

*blinks prettily* but i feel we could easily add in an action plot! it wouldn't be any trouble at all!

*cough*

incorrigible disease, you know. yeeessss. the kings of narnia arrive at camelot, and then there is some vague feast-type welcoming stuff. do we want peter and arthur sparring at some point, like you had up above?

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

this isn't to say that we can't ed&merlin (ed/merlin?!) and pete/arthur-king wary circling right here.

yes to sparring! that's all you. you and your medievalry. and uther says amused, "if he weren't already king, we ought to make him a knight." and arthur SCOWLS.

leaving the ring, merlin's like, "good job--"

and arthur raises a hand and snaps, "don't." stomps off to wangst about daddy issues.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

should we take this to e-mail, maybe? since it's going to be, like, actual fic type thingy.

oh, and uther is totally underestimating peter and edmund, because peter really is, like, a couple years younger than arthur and looks it (arthur's, what, in his early twenties somewhere? and peter's, like, eighteen or nineteen at this point) and because they arrived with such a tiny retinue, because they can't bring all their ordinary people with them since they're all MAGIC. and they are trying to forge alliances here.

if this was part of the show, it would be a three episode arc! "the high king of narnia arrives at camelot to forge an alliance!, part one." "arthur and peter argue, while merlin tries to figure out why edmund is sneaking around, part two." "narnia's secret comes out, and camelot is attacked!, part three."

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

hmm, you're right. TO THE BATCAVE.

and by batcave i mean inbox.

i'm gonna copypaste this shiat into a word document and send it over. DAMMIT we'll have to use PROPER CAPITALIZatiOn!

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

sweeeet. uh, i'm going to dinner, but i shall be back shortly!

also, how do you want to play the co-writing thingy? i write a bit, you write a bit? that sort of thing?

[puckling.livejournal.com]

So I followed some random links to get here, and you have no idea who I am, but for the record: I WOULD TOTALLY READ THIS. And love it a lot. Really a lot.

[tricksterquinn.livejournal.com]

I join the people who got here via random link-clicking, and homg I would read the HELL out of this. Though I admit I really want the Edmund&Merlin bits, because eiii!

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

oh man! i am all :-D that ppl are enjoying the commentcrack. bedlamsbard and i have maybe a little more than half of this down in a word document, it's just a matter of getting off our asses and getting around to it at some point. which i swear we will... at some point... because omg peter/arthur, doomed king otp of supreme awesome and blond!

[tricksterquinn.livejournal.com]

That's awesome! I'll keep an eye out for it.

I'm definitely holding any and all Merlin-Narnia crossover-y thoughts I've been having against the two of you, even though mine go in a very different direction.

[tricksterquinn.livejournal.com]

HAHAHA and then I find out you're friends with vagabondsal because he tells me to check out your Merlin/Narnia fics. Small world, fandom is!

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

haaa, it is! yeah our paths crossed back when i was writing in the X2 movieverse fandom. i've written more narnia than i have merlin, and most of the merlin i've written is... in comments and kind of strange. like this one. (i, uh, have a category in my Memories for 'commentfic', 'cos i indulge in it .)

[tricksterquinn.livejournal.com]

Oh, XMM. I miss you so, as long as we all ignore the existence of X3.

Commentfic is a wonderful thing! No shame to be had there. Of course, I'm the worst at finishing fic EVER and commentfic fulfills neatly my need to write without forcing me to get my crap together.

I have been daydreaming some Merlin/Narnia crossover, but instead of Golden Age Narnia its stuff where Merlin lives forever and winds up knowing the Pevensies (or at least one or two of them) in the 1940s. Everyone I've mentioned this to so far has given me a funny look. Not sure I blame them!

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

yes exactly! with commentfic, you just GO with it and follow your heart (and lizard-hindbrain shipping impulses). ah, it is my favorite game.


OOH, that sounds interesting! 'cos merlin has seen things change over a thousand years and the pevensies, in their own way, have too. it's not that they're necessarily living in the wrong era, but that they are painfully aware of transience -- nothing stays. even their own bodies aren't the right shape. "it is a strange way to achieve eternal youth," susan would tell merlin, "and such a strange and heavy price."

edmund tells him, "the only thing that's been constant across the worlds is my family, and even then it's not the same." and merlin finds himself envying edmund this, because merlin doesn't even have that. he sees lucy's unwavering faith and misses gwen, susan's beauty and quiet anger and is reminded of morgana, and peter is so much like arthur during the last brittle days before camelot fell that merlin aches with his absence. but merlin has been reminded of his friends by all and sundry for a thousand years now, and this is no different; his body may stay the same, and epochs may erase themselves, but his memory grows and grows, swirling with memories of memories and thoughts of thoughts.


IN OTHER WORDS I ENCOURAGE YOU. do it! do iiiiiiiiit. *cheerleads*

This is ALL YOUR FAULT

[tricksterquinn.livejournal.com]

The first time Susan met him was at the funeral. She doesn't think she'd've remembered him at all - so much of that time was lost in a blur of shock and grief - except for his unusual behavior. She had been standing to one side, receiving what seemed like an endless stream of mourners she knew only vaguely or not at all, come to convey their condolences. Everyone sounded exactly the same, pale, drawn faces swimming above dark mourning attire, and soon they faded into a blur of earnest faces murmuring identical concerned platitudes, sympathy turned meaningless by dint of sheer repetition. At first, he seemed just like the rest, another pale, serious face swimming above a dark uniform.

"Miss Pevensie, Rhys Emerson. I was a friend of your brother - of Peter." That follows, she thought vaguely. He looked roughly Peter's age, her own age. "I am so sorry for your loss. Your brother-" She might've imagined the hitch in his voice, a tiny pause easily ignored, "-well. He was a king among men." His lips quirked slightly, as if at a private joke.

Susan's eyes snapped to his, gaze suddenly sharpening at this deviation from the standard script. His eyes were a startling blue. "Yes, he truly was." Her lips felt frozen in a polite shape, something approximating the intersection of politeness and grave stoicism, and her voice sounded far away to her own ears. "Tell me, have you known Peter long?" There was something, she could not quite place...

"Oh, yes." The man nodded. "We served together, in the War."

"Ah," She nodded too, as if it meant anything at all. That explained the uniform. "Of course."

He nodded again. She wondered if anyone has ever been nodded to so often as at a funeral. "Miss Pevensie." He extended a hand to her.

"Mister Emerson." She took it, expecting to shake. Instead, he lifted it and bent his head, grazing his lips over her knuckles. His breath was warm through her gloves.

"Milady." He caught her eye and let go, head remaining bent in acknowledgement for half a beat before he straightened to walk towards the door. Susan gazed after him a moment before shaking her head and turning back to greet the next person, retreating back behind her veil and murmuring the appropriate polite and demure responses.

Re: This is ALL YOUR FAULT

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

hfksdhfks AWESOME. milaaaaady oh oh oh <3333. will you be writing more?!
i am glad to be an enabling hand in any and all merlin/narnia crossovers.

[cityatsea.livejournal.com]

i just discovered this by accidental late night clicking about like, two days ago, and thought you should both know that i haven't been able to stop re-reading it since. gzuh. *_* i know this is like, a month too late, but please say there's more. :( ♥

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

It has now gone to Word doc status. *beams* And at some point in the future will be, like, actual fic. Or something like that, anyway.

[cityatsea.livejournal.com]

the thought of a Word doc full of Arthur getting flipped on his ass and Edmund thinking Merlin is easy pickings = amazing. ♥ totally stalking both your LJs in hopes of more!

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

eee thanks i'm glad! i warn you, it may be a while. it's, uh, a little backed up right now and we're both kind of flailing around with our own individual writing projects. but we really do want to finish it! it'll be up on the slash comm for sure. at some point.