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I bring you a list of awesome.
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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.
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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 godandthentheyhavesex. 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?)
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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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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
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?)
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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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"we've got enough things to do without having to nurse his ego," susan snaps. "peter is a big boy, he can take care of himself, and we have to do the same."
"he would see you if you were in jail," lucy says accusingly.
"no, he wouldn't," says susan, "because i wouldn't be stupid enough to get thrown in jail."
"but if you were," lucy says evenly. "stupid enough, that is. he would."
"all right, that's enough," says edmund. "su, i know you're angry at him. none of us are very happy with him right now but i think--"
"oh, god, ed," susan cries out. "save it." and she turns on her heels and walks off.
"where the hell are you going?" edmund demands.
"gonna buy cigarettes," susan calls over shoulder, "and maybe when i come back, you'll be off your high horse, yeah?"
there is the slightest hint of a sag in his shoulders, just enough for lucy to notice. she puts her hand on edmund's back and says softly, "hey."
edmund mumbles something vague and terse, moving away from her touch.
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but after she buys the cigarettes, she goes to a bar. a nice one, where they have a live bossa nova band doing astrud gilberto covers and where the whiskey sours cost ten dollars. she only has to buy herself the first drink, and the rest she lets some guy buy for her because he has peter's soft blond hair and air of hubris. his name is arthur, and susan tries not to laugh at the name, laughs instead at his jokes about airplane stewardesses and the differing costs of taxis across the country.
"you travel a lot?" asks susan through a tipsy grin.
arthur grins back just as tipsily. "it's my job."
they end up fucking in a bathroom stall in the ladies' room, breathless and messy, and arthur sucks hard on the side of her neck as she digs her nails into his back, as they thrust and thrust and thrust, irregular with clumsiness and booze. suddenly he has his hand under her shirt and he's pushing up her bra, and his hands are rough on her breasts. susan moans into his skin, kisses him and bites his lip.
someone comes in to use the bathroom in the middle of their tryst, not that this hinders them. after the woman washes her hands and before she leaves, she calls out, "honey, i hope you're using protection in there!"
"of course!" arthur calls out, and susan laughs.
he comes; she doesn't. she lets him think otherwise. they straighten their clothes squished together in the stall, and then in a gesture of camaraderie they straighten each other's clothes. arthur brushes imaginary dust from susan's shoulders, and susan reaches up to smooth down his hair. they giggle like teenagers.
"so," says arthur. "who's peter?"
he asks her to come back to his hotel room with him but she declines, and they part with a kiss and his business card in her hand. susan glances at it once -- arthur pendragon, vp of the albion foundation -- and tosses it in the trash.
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(YES THAT'S RIGHT. i HAD TO DO IT. it was really only a matter of time. mmmm, rusty/peter/arthur, ot3 of smirking blonditude.)