Merlin fucks up the booze run

[whynot]

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5000+ words on the college roommates AU and I have no idea where I'm going with it. I don't want one ship to triumph over the other, and it feels anticlimactic for everyone to say "oh let's just be frenz". It's just that I've mostly been writing this thing as cathartic brain-vomit. I don't get into the fic-constructing frame of mind for it. I go with the flow and don't wonder as much if Arthur would really do that. I worry less about allusions and phrasing, more about taking advantage of momentum. It is sort of like my vacation from my usual style? That said, who wants to take a look at it and bounce ideas with me about where it could go. I'm looking for maybe a few people. To entice you: more excerpt, this time from the very beginning--

And so Lancelot ponced off on study-abroad to the Philippines to study environmental sustainability, and Merlin and Arthur had one more bedroom in their three-bedroom apartment to fill. (“Not cool, mate,” Arthur had grumbled. “We’ve already paid the deposit. You’ve already paid the deposit!”

But someone had dropped out of the Philippines program last-minute and Lancelot was bumped up from the wait-list. He celebrated by going out to the mall and buying a Lonely Planet guide and an English-Tagalog dictionary.

“You’re already studying abroad!” Arthur pointed out peevishly. “Last I checked, America isn’t actually British territory anymore.”

Lancelot went through the books highlighting useful words and tourist sites of particular interest. They would have spring break in late March, and he reckoned he would either go to Boracay or Sagada. What did Arthur and Merlin think? Beaches or mountains?

“Beaches,” Merlin said. “Definitely.”

“Who will be our third roommate?” Arthur demanded.

Boracay it was. Hey, didn’t Arthur own a pair of flippers? Would he mind if Lancelot borrowed them for the semester?

“Yes!” Arthur said. “I fucking mind!”)

And this was how Will became their roommate.

I wonder if this is what writing original characters would feel like. Relying more on your instinct rather than nitpicking their motives, that is. I haven't written originals in such a while, I have forgotten. So let's try something: prompt me for original fiction?

Comments

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Totally, the wood between the worlds. That place is so cool and weird, and completely underutilized. I have thought about what if the LWW story happened to kids from another culture? Like maybe some kids from Indonesia fall through the wardrobe and they end up in a world created from the feathers of the Garuda, who is at constant war with Nyi Roro Kidoel, who is Queen of the South Seas. They befriend Hanuman the trickster monkey and Cepot the dopey everyman from the wayang golek puppets. And I don't want it to be about binary morality, but a cycle of necessary opposition.

The idea of a threesome is becoming increasingly appealing. I swear, Will/Arthur: the ship the world doesn't know it wants. In the fic, Will and Arthur are already kind of playing tug of war with a flaky Merlin as the rope, so fandomlogic dictates that Each Other's Antagonists = Each Other's Lovers. Maybe when Merlin discovers the Will/Arthur, he would be both relieved and peeved. Hmm. 'Cos I'm not sure how I would simmer things down to a 'Not Really A Relationship But It Sort Of Is' thing when there has already been making out. Okay, maybe I could, in a "the big tragedy about real life is that there are no big tragedies -- sometimes things just fizzle and fade like you never loved them at all" sort of way.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. *is clearly not working on her stats assignment*

[animus-wyrmis.livejournal.com]

I would read that story. 90% of the fantasy books I've read about people finding new worlds happen to British characters who haven't hit puberty yet, so anything that breaks that up? Awesome. If you wrote it I would read it.

Dude, if you aren't sure you're going to get Merlin, the obvious thing is to share him so that the other guy doesn't get Merlin! Hrm. Friends with benefits? Or an all-out relationship. I would love to see the emails to Lancelot (from Gwen? Merlin? Arthur?) about this.

Psh, homework.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Me too. More people should write stories based on Indonesian folk tales :(. I wrote a story when I was younger about gods/spirits/creatures vacationing in Bali and then these two local gods would complain about the tourist gods. One god was the god of the kiddie pool at a Legian beach resort and the other was the god of the tourist shop in the lobby ('cos seriously, gods were EVERYWHERE, everything had a spirit, every tree, every fountain, and I kept on accidentally stepping on the offerings). I wish I still had it, but I fear it is lost forever.

HAHAHA YOU ARE PSYCHIC. This is the most recent addition I've made to it:

To: l.dulac@albion.edu
From: a.pendragon@albion.edu
Subject: fuck this shit

can you die of being sick of someone’s shit? he may not eat my food (you still owe me spinach dip and at least two bags of bagel chips, hobo), but he loves to bogart the television and he has terrible taste in tv.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

*snickers*

Oh, Arthur.