all my keysmash are belong to you

Dear my camelotsolstice anonymoose,

This is all your fault!

<3,
Lass

PS: Marry me.


Knightfellas
Merlin. Arthur, Morgana, Merlin, Gwen (Uther, William, Alvarr, Lancelot). PG13. 3841 words inspired by this mafia!Pendragons AU art. Warning: canon death, violence. Thanks to bantha_fodder for betareading!
Three things that aren't supposed to happen at Gaius's birthday, Pellinore's funeral, and Leon & Forridel's wedding. Scenes from a mafia AU.

( There are a lot of things you can store in a meat freezer. )

It's Pronounced Woostah
Merlin. PG13. 485 words. Merlin, Will, Gwen, and Morgana on a road trip making a stop in Worcester, Massachusetts. Also written for the take your fandom home with you minifest.

( They say in ten years Worcester will be like Providence. )

Ho shit, it's another birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, be_themoon! ILU MUCH.

Her birthday present is part of the fanfic writer AUverse in this post and its comments, in which Gwen and Morgana are university students who also write fic for a cracktastic, anachronistic, subtext-heavy show called Revolutions, which stars Colin Morgan as a young Karl Marx and Bradley James as a young Friedrich Engels. In other words, it is pretty much unadulterated crack.


OMGWTFOTP
Merlin/RPF. Ensemble. PG.
"So tell us, Bradley, what can we expect from the second series of Revolutions?"

( All I'm saying is that Colin Morgan can raise my class consciousness anytime he wants. )

What is this, senioritis? Spring semester blues? I'm well on my way to being overeducated and dehumanized and it makes me feel spiritually bloated, but also empty. But then I'm like, if these are my problems, then I'm doing pretty good. Don't cry, emo Lass! :(

Writing what I know: I haven't been doing it. Which makes me think hey, what about a fanfic writer AU? Y'know, the one where Morgana is a university student, and she and Gwen have debates over lunch about the finer points of LJ comm posting etiquette ("Post it to a few, sure, but I don't need the damn thing popping up on my flist eight times!"), but they also worry about summer internships and absent-minded thesis advisers who never return your emails on time.

But what show would they fic?! What epic bromantic story can serve as an adequate parallel to 'Merlin', that most unparalleled wonder of ahistorical crack? I toyed with 'Harry Potter' because it's such a mainstay, and Achilles and Patroclus (in which they are not cousins), and Plato and Socrates (in which they are the same age). And then, LIGHTBULB: the show is about Karl Marx (played by Colin Morgan, heretofore known for his stagework) and Friedrich Engels (played by Bradley James, heretofore known for his abs), in the springtime days of youth. Before they were revolutionaries, before the Manifesto and Capital and those horrific beards, they were just Karl and Friedrich, engaging in bar brawls with Prussian loyalists and other such rakish things. They are also trying to win the heart of Jenny von Westphalen (played by Angel Coulby), a young woman of bourgeois lineage whose beauty and kindness ignites both their passions. So, Karl and Friedrich have jealous spats disguised as accusations of hypocrisy! Anthony Head stars as Friedrich's father, the textile tycoon who disapproves of all things non-capitalist and from whom Friedrich steals money to support his BFF Karl. Katie Morgan plays the quick-witted barmaid with a thirst for revolution, and Joe Dempsie plays one of Karl's many former BFFs whom he eventually dumped for being ideologically unsound. It is a show about LOVE and FRIENDSHIP and FOLLOWING YOUR DREAMS.

Okay, so that's the show. In the throes of fannish glee, Morgana tells her stepbrother Arthur about it, which doesn't end well because he is an economics student (to please his father) and he just scoffs all over her face. "There are so many things wrong with this, I don't even know where to begin," he says, but Morgana retorts, "You're missing the point!"

"Which is...?"

"Friedrich/Karl, the OTP that ate fandom!" she crows. "Gwen already had to reformat her laptop because she got adware going on sketchy websites trying to find the newest episode. Thank god she backed up her Friedrich/Karl porn fic. We spent ages hashing out the characterization for that one."

"Oh Christ." Arthur holds up a finger. "First of all, I never want to know. Second of all," he holds up a second finger, "why would you worry about characterization in porn?"

"Because--"

"Third of all: see 'first of all'. If you put half as much effort into your studies as you do into historical porn--"

"Stop it, you sound like Uther."

Another time, over drinks, Gwen says to Morgana, "If we were a TV show, who would people ship?" Her favorite game. "I think quite a lot would ship you/me."

Morgana shrugs. "Probably." And tries not to smile like an idiot when, later, on their way back to their apartment, Gwen slips her arm around Morgana's waist to steady herself, giggly and warm and affectionate.

"I can capslock about you until the comments collapse," Gwen declares, and Morgana kisses her cheek, replies likewise.


And I don't even know what these next set of drabbles are. They've been sitting on my hard-drive for an age. Again, I was feeling like I never write what I know, but that I can't write original characters anymore, so I guess these are sort of a stepping stone. I can perhaps call them the 'directionless 20-something living in New England' AU. Perhaps there will be more in this 'verse, who knows.

( Weymouth and Tilton are on the same commuter line to Boston, so Merlin and Will had made all the usual promises to stay in touch. )

What has two thumbs and is off to the dining hall. That's right!

This is for almostinstinct, who insisted. ETA: Showing off new mood theme! Now I actually have a reason to select a mood, and will spend way too much time doing so. Anyway, I'm not really feeling that hyper, I just feel the animation is appropriate for this post.


Undead
Merlin. Ensemble. Rated Z for zombies.
The night the zombie apocalypse came to Camelot.

( Stay away from the windows! )

I love how this icon is capable of expressing "ooh, that's sexy", "ooh, that's awkward", and "that's confusing", depending on the context. Like, "One day, as Gregor Samsa Bradley James was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in bed he had been changed into ARTHUR PENDRAGON, PRINCE OF CAMELOT." And then he makes this face.

Thank you to all the people who answered my questions (allothi & lonelybrit, here's to you!), held my hand, and listened to me doubt my sanity. You guys = fabulous! Thanks especially to Team Awesome (almostinstinct, bedlamsbard, & stealingpennies) for making this fic better. All remaining fail are mine.

Okay, here goes, IDEK. I has a shame?


Character Motivation
Merlin/Merlin RPF. Bradley/Merlin, mentions of Merlin/Arthur & Bradley/Colin. NC17. Warning: spoilers for episodes 4, 7, 10, & 13; strangeness.
This began as a short thing for the Porn Battle, then it took on a life of its own and became Rather Bizarre. Who are you, person who posted the "Merlin/Bradley James" prompt?! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT.

( Merlin is smiling Colin’s smile at him, and maybe Bradley should smile back, but he thinks the shock of being universally displaced has frozen the muscles in his face. )

They tried to make me go to rehab, but I said--

1. If you've ever wondered where the drabbles are at for Arthur/Susan, Morgana/Edmund, Uther/Lucy, Susan/Morgana, Lucy/Merlin, and the Dragon/Aslan (and Pevencest is a given), maybe you should look here. Part of my and bedlamsbard's ongoing mission to have the Pevensies sleep with everyone ever.

2. I never posted actual links to the following, and they do go with the overall theme of this post, so what the hell. In terms of Stardust crossovers, this is the one with Last Battle revisionism, and this is the one with Ben Barnes/Ben Barnes Caspian/Dunstan.

3. Here is that meme where you pair up the characters of the adjacent icons on your icons page and write a drabble about it.

( Virgil Malloy (of O11) & Donald Duck, Miraz & the Beatles )