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HOLD UP. So is 'Leverage' pretty much a second-rate rip-off of 'Hustle'?! Shit, 'Hustle' is like a flashier, sexier, cheekier, British 'Leverage'! Except I guess 'Leverage' is the American 'Hustle'. WHATEVER. I've only watched three 'Hustle' episodes and already we have gratuitous bum shots. 'Leverage' fancies itself a modern Robin Hood story (omg the insurance company angst is ridiculous), but 'Hustle' has an episode where all they do is screw around with each other. These two shows want to be 'Ocean's 11' when they grow up, but 'Hustle' is a little better at it.
I am a fan of this phenomenon that whenever something British tries to portray an American, the American is always a swaggering Southerner who says things like 'grandpappy'.
As you can maybe tell, I'm watching an asston of television. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME, ONDEMAND AND HOLIDAY MARATHONS. 'House' is like a monster-of-the-week show except with medicine. 'Psych' is like 'The OC' fifteen years later if Seth developed photographic memory (or whatever) and Ryan became black and uptight. So, maybe not like 'The OC' after all. Anyway, 'Avatar' is wacky (OH IROH. AND SOKKA). 'Stargate Atlantis' is like I don't know what it's like. It's actually pretty tight, which is a change from the kind of TV I usually watch. Same goes for 'Battlestar Galactica'. The characters are pretty solid and the special effects aren't bad, but I'm coming from 'Merlin' here so I dunno. Sheppard's kind of a douche, but bite me off a piece of Ronon Dex rawrrrr.
Meme time! Pick any of my fics from any fandom and I'll drabble a missing scene. All my fics are here.
I am a fan of this phenomenon that whenever something British tries to portray an American, the American is always a swaggering Southerner who says things like 'grandpappy'.
As you can maybe tell, I'm watching an asston of television. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME, ONDEMAND AND HOLIDAY MARATHONS. 'House' is like a monster-of-the-week show except with medicine. 'Psych' is like 'The OC' fifteen years later if Seth developed photographic memory (or whatever) and Ryan became black and uptight. So, maybe not like 'The OC' after all. Anyway, 'Avatar' is wacky (OH IROH. AND SOKKA). 'Stargate Atlantis' is like I don't know what it's like. It's actually pretty tight, which is a change from the kind of TV I usually watch. Same goes for 'Battlestar Galactica'. The characters are pretty solid and the special effects aren't bad, but I'm coming from 'Merlin' here so I dunno. Sheppard's kind of a douche, but bite me off a piece of Ronon Dex rawrrrr.
Meme time! Pick any of my fics from any fandom and I'll drabble a missing scene. All my fics are here.
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i haven't watched battlestar in a really really long time. i was actually considering skipping school friday to watch the marathon but mother nature is taking care of that for me, apparently.
i love this meme. 'this room has many windows.'
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she is swallowing the last of her sobs, reining herself in like she is used to doing. her shoulders still shake, and she hides her eyes. "my decisions are mine alone," she insists. "i'm not a child."
"neither am i," edmund says through gritted teeth. "you're one of the few people who know that, and you're trying not to be. but you can't undo things. you can't turn back time."
"i am trying to move time forward!" she protests.
"are you going to erase what made you who you are?" he snaps.
"what am i, edmund?" she demands, and gestures at herself. a starched cotton dress and runs in her stockings. lipstick that she fancied made her smile bright and alluring, now awkward against the redness of her face. "look at me! what am i? what was i? who will i be?"
"a queen," edmund replies simply, "and my sister."
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YES YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES, especially: lipstick that she fancied made her smile bright and alluring, now awkward against the redness of her face. oh, susan.
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<3!
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i wish i still had a BDS icon so i can use it.
travis would never peg connor for a religious type, but he lights the candles and crosses himself in a mindless familiar way. okay, so maybe 'mindless' is not the word. the prayers flow from connor's lips in the half-muttered, half-mouthed manner of those who have internalized them. travis hasn't been to church since elementary school, and he apes connor clumsily and watches him out of the corner of his eye.
connor puts a dollar in the collection box as they leave.
"what were you praying for?" travis asks. "unless, you know, it's private or something."
he smiles. "it's not like birthday wishes. it won't not come true if i tell you."
"okay," travis says slowly. "so?"
"so what?"
"what were you praying for!"
connor says, "i was praying for the dead."
"the dead?" travis raises his eyebrow. "the dead are dead, man. i think the living can use some prayers, though."
"i'll pray for whoever i fucking want to," says connor. "and all the living will die too, someday."
"i'm planning on living forever," travis shrugs.
connor takes out a pack of cigarettes, taps them out and offers travis one. "you live forever in heaven."
"yeah." travis lights up his cigarette. "but... that means you live forever in hell too, right?"
"aye," connor replies, and lights up his own. "hell too."
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"the left hand of heaven"!
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house is, like, eustace. or movie trumpkin.
lucy grins at him with a rabbit in each hand. "what? do women never go hunting anymore these days?"
tirian gathers himself and tries to reset his face so as not look so surprised. "i would never thought a queen... that is to say, your skill is a bow is... most unprecedented."
her smile becomes a little sad at this. she says, "you should have seen my sister."
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*cough*
OH TIRIAN. what little you know of life. especially early on.
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"Just Lie Back and Think of Camelot", please. \o/
Andrea
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"did gaius get his mugwort?" asks arthur.
merlin looks up from dressing him. "what?"
"gaius," repeats arthur. "did he get his mugwort?"
"mugwort?" then something snaps into place. "oh! the-- yes." merlin grins brightly. "bundles of it."
arthur nods. "what does mugwort do anyway?"
"it, er. balances the humors of the body, and also induces abortions."
he raises an eyebrow. "abortions?"
"the cook sometimes uses mugwort to season the goose," merlin adds hopefully.
"so which is it?" asks arthur. "is gaius inducing an abortion or are we having goose for lunch today?"
merlin's mouth opens and doesn't close, and emits the sound: "ahh..."
"where does it grow?" arthur demands.
"in the fields just beyond camelot."
"what does it look like?" he asks, quickfire.
"pointy leaves with sort of whitish blooms," merlin blurts out, just as fast.
"and," says arthur, "did he get his yarrow?"
"oh yes," merlin replies, nodding. "of course."
"a-ha!" arthur crows. "got you!"
merlin's eyes widen. "what? me?"
"it was hyssop, not yarrow! you said hyssop last night!"
"i did?" merlin squeaks, then clears his throat. "of course i did. that's what i meant to say."
arthur jabs merlin's chest with his finger. "you liar."
"i'm not lying," merlin protests. "why would i lie?"
"to get out of doing this." and takes merlin's face in his hands, and kisses him.
fun fact, courtesy of wikipedia: mugwort was also used for flavoring beer in the middle ages, and possibly ppl got intoxicated not just from the alcohol but from mugwort's mildly hallucinogenic properties.
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Now that that's out of the way, ee thank you! Merlin and Arthur are adorable, don't listen to cm. I'll just go ahead and assume that Merlin is a fast learner and also starts experimenting after a while. Happy place! (Also, according to the German Wikipedia, Beifuß protects you from evil enchantments and demons but can *also* be used for love spells. Oh Merlin. ♥)
AND OH MY GOD WILL & BEN SITTING INNA TREE. (I had not seen that pillow before. I love how it's on sale for chump change.) "you'll see. you'll see, and then you'll cry about it." Boyssss. This makes the song so much less sad for me. For some reason it made me immediately think of Lucy from the POV of Tumnus, mostly 'cos James McAvoy was so emo and lovely and sad and then Lucy just vanished one day, wah. But quite obviously it's also about boys in trees who then race each other to the trailer. Thank you you're ♥.
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ooOOooh, these herbal potions are so much potential plot devices, i don't even know. i haven't written real merlin fic that is sad, show is just so silly! lol madscientist!merlin! and gaius is like, "i thought it was impossible to give me more gray hairs but, merlin, you've always had a knack for doing the impossible."
haha i totally didn't mean to make a story that is basically the old playground rhyme, but i'm thrilled it worked out that way. i was considering lucy/tumnus but it's so easy to go sad and depressing with narnia, and at least with the RPF it's just sparklies and pretty people.
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ISN'T THAT PILLOW CREEPY?!
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Also I'm seriously wondering how people back then looked at *mugwort* (it's some random weed! it doesn't have even pretty blossoms or anything!) and thought it would keep demons away when "carried around the hip" (???) or fight tiredness when worn on your leg. What!
Oh ha, I was actually typing "WILL/BEN INNA TREE" but then I noticed the potential for added cute! It's entirely perfect and as non-depressing as I could have hoped for, given the fandom. WHAT DID WE EVER TO YOU MR. LEWIS. :-( (Their love is canon in my head. Don't judge.)
What I wanna know is, who thought that pillow would be a good idea.
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i couldn't get into narnia rpf so much because it's mostly will/skandar, but skandar was like 15 during filming! and will was like... 21 or something? and i can't really wrap my head around a 21 year old desiring a 15 year old with the fire of a thousand suns, or whatev. i know, i know, strange for someone up to their necks in pevencest to be disparaging other ppl's ships, buuuuuut. yeah. i dunno. ben/will though, i can do that.
ya man, i don't want that pillow in my room. staring at me all creepily.
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will finds the tree in-between takes, a little ways downstream from the bridge scene. it's wide-trunked with low sturdy branches, and by lunchtime georgie and skandar are also climbing all over it, while andrew stands with his hands on his hips yelling up at them about youthful illusions of invulnerability and how hospital bills aren't covered by the film budget.
"it's difficult acting in plaster casts, you know!" he warns.
this is when anna and ben come along, and with teamwork they manage to talk skandar and georgie down from the tree. ("i'm going to eat all the parfaits," anna threatens.)
"go ahead," ben says to them. "i'll get will."
"you just want to go tree-climbing," georgie accuses, and ben grins at her.
"don't fall," is all andrew says to him, and then they make their way to the catering truck
ben climbs the tree.
things never look as high as they are from the ground. ben looks down halfway up the tree, and promises himself he won't do so again unless it's absolutely necessary. will is perched on the highest branch that can support his weight, and ben settles himself on a nearby branch.
will says, "what's up, barnes?"
"what are you doing up here?"
"waiting for georgie to get out of the tree, and for you to get up here," he shrugs. "so i can do this."
he leans forward and kisses ben, and it's just as sweet as the first time. (behind the sugar-glass panel from the white witch scene. georgie caught them and, after the giggling subsided, she winked dramatically at them and skipped away.)
ben smiles against will's lips. "you knew i would come?"
"what? aren't i irresistible?"
"oh please. you know caspian's the handsome one."
"that's crazy talk," says will. "i bet there'll be more peter posters sold than caspian posters. you'll see. you'll see, and then you'll cry about it."
"oh yeah?" ben challenges. "they're making a pillow with my face on one side and aslan's on the other."
will laughs.
"no," says ben. "really."
will's laughter tapers off, and then he gives ben the fish-eye. "seriously?"
"are we done? do you want to come down now?"
"i'm not really hungry. and the view's pretty nice from up here."
"i'm not hungry either," says ben slowly.
will looks at him, and ben just grins and waggles his eyebrows.
"you look like a crazy person when you do that," will informs him.
"i'll take that as a yes."
"i'll race you to your trailer."
"no, we have to climb down carefully--"
"go!"
"hey!"
will wins the race. but, all things considered, it's pretty even in the end.
(you have no idea how often i kept on typing peter and caspian instead of ben and will.)
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