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I bring you a list of awesome.

1.

capslock_merlin. When I talk about this show it's mostly in capslock anyway, so, perfect. If you don't care about being spoiled for Episode 11, please click here omg.

2.

reel_merlin. A list of suggested movies for claiming. Back to the Future AU? Hitchhiker's Guide AU? JURASSIC PARK AU? OCEAN'S 11 AU?!? OMFG. I DON'T KNOW WHICH TO FLAIL ABOUT MORE AND THEY HAVEN'T BEEN WRITTEN YETfalskdf';slgk;dfk'g';dal;sfdlk

2a. Ages ago I fiddled with the idea of a Boondock Saints AU where Peter and Edmund destroy shit and kill people in the name of god ~~andthentheyhavesex~~. It's not like they'd be completely out of their element. Aslan is totally Il Duce, but damned if I know who Smecker would be. Caspian is Greenly.

3. Speaking of Boondock Saints, In God's Country is greenapple's drabble-remix of my Boondock Saints fic Big Sky Country and it (the remix) is AMAZING. AMAZING. Connor/Murphy (warning: incest etc), rated R. Big ups to her for condensing 5000 words down to 400. Oh my gosh you guys, BOONDOCK SAINTS. GOOD TIMES. (Also, what is it about a canon with religious themes that makes it so prone to incest?)

4.

amory_vain remixed my Y Tu Mama Tambien fic here, and it is HOT. I, um... didn't do my drabble remix because I never got my assignment, and then I forgot about it. I FAIL REMIXTHEDRABBLE. But I talked to the mods and they say I can get in on it anyway, late as I am. If I do, I'll apparently be drabbling Heroes!

5. I like to go on TV Tropes' Merlin page and see new stuff get added to it after every episode. Is it just me or are the examples for HoYay/FoeYay extremely skimpy. It is not just me. Camelot is totally crawling with STDs. ETA: Was it one of you guys that added that last bit to Hoyay??

BACK TO THESIS.

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the meal lasts for three hours. lune and corin eat slowly, laugh liberally, and tell anecdotes with contemplative gusto. edmund and peter, who are used to eating on the run (all forms of 'on the run'), who are happy with fast food and take-out, finish their plates before lune is even halfway through his.

"order something else," lune commands. "it's on me, remember."

"i can't possibly," says edmund, smiling affably. "i am stuffed."

"have more wine," corin offers. "you should get a dessert. this place makes a good halo-halo."

"a what?" peter reads the description on the menu, and makes a face. "beans? in a dessert?"

peter and edmund stick to the wine.

their table is right by the window, and through the glass they can see freighters, yachts, catamarans. they should go to the beach, edmund thinks. they are closer to the equator than he's ever been in his life and being on a tropical island so far has been nothing like he expected. except for the heat. edmund finds himself disappointed by the grayness of the city, suffocated by its inhabitants' tolerance of its ordered chaos, and even outside, the sky and the bay are only bluish gray. he thinks of ads and discovery channel documentaries -- blue blue water and white white sand. he wants to live a little before he's killed.

i'm not going to be killed, he reminds himself. i'm not going to die for a long time.

edmund finishes his glass, doesn't protest when it is refilled.

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