SEE NOW this is what happens when you've got a midterm in five hours. YOU WRITE FIC. Or something like it, anyway.

Super belated EP1 codas. I've got some for EP2, but they're not done, so. SO. Those will happen tomorrow, THESE are happening now.

I'm Bolding This So It'll Look Like An Explanation (But It's Not, Really, It's Mainly Bullshit Hurray For Bullshit! \o/): okay, so, here's the thing. The new season? I do not know whether to laugh or go 'WHAT WHAT WHAT' a lot. CONFUSED YET AMUSED. SO! I have two codas. One accepting BBC's interesting take on both Merlin and Arthur's characterisations so far (ADMIT IT, secretly, you all LOVE IT. SUPER EMO MERLIN, GOD, we've been waiting that shit forEVER), and another slightly more redeeming one. Redeeming for whom, you ask? EVERYONE. EVERYONE GETS REDEEMED. AWESOME.

Coda 201a goes out to zarathuse, who promised to record a dramatic reading of this and publish it as a podfic. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW BAD I NEED THIS TO HAPPEN. PLEASE HARASS HER UNTIL SHE CAVES, FLIST.

201b goes out to, uuuuhhh, whoever wants it. Does anyone even wants it? It's GEN. RATED G. WHO WANTS THAT? leandergasped, I think this is perfect for you. GOOD, CLEAN FUN. PERFECT.

(Let it be known that this is the most gen thing I've written in three years. The last one was about Neville LBottom being stuck in a living bunker with Seamus, reading Nostradamus and decidedly not wanking. AND EVEN THAT ONE WAS AT LEAST PG13. SO. SO!)

Merlin 201a/b codas | G | M/A preslash | A) Emo Merlin, You Are Emo | B) Sit Down Child And Let Uncle Arthur Explain To You Why He's Such A World-Class A-Hole | Beta'd by the lady. YOU KNOW WHO. cherrybina. THE LADY.

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In the meanwhile, this. I recommend going through those pictures while listening to this song, then gazing a good fifteen minutes at that last shot. WHILE PLAYING THAT SONG ON REPEAT.

If you don't see the love by then, baby, you're a lost case. LOST.

OKAY. Now I'll go spend a while pretending to study even though I won't process any of it, and then fall asleep on my notes. DROOLING. ~*THE GOOD LIFE*~

ETA:

♥ Merlin/Arthur Kiss Meme ♥

Go *_*

AAAHH SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT D:

Woke up at THREE. Was supposed to wake up hours earlier. Hoouuurrrs. Was gonna go to the city, buy a bra, a superman outfit (noooot kidding), and a CAKE. But apparently, the fact I sleep like the dead doesn't even matter because the shops are closed today. UGH UGH UGH ASCENSION, I care for you not. Why not just open the city for the hardcore atheists for a day? JUST US. By the entrance they'll have a guard screaming at people, 'EVOLUTION: TRUTH OR FARCE?' and only those who answer with 'AS A TRUE SCIENTIFICALLY MINDED PERSON I CANNOT RULE OUT THE LIKELIHOOD (NO MATTER HOW MINUSCULE) OF ANY POSSIBILITY!' get to come in, because being PC is hot. And then we shop for bras. OR, it can be a Jews/Muslims/Hindus day! The rest of Dutchland will remember (well, more like, 'ponder heavily') how Hesus took the two-way escalator up to heaven, while the rest of us contemplate world peace while deciding on bra sizes. I CAN FIT IN THAT GROUP! I can be a bit less secular for a day. I CAN. And if pretending to be more religious than I am in order to buy a bra and/OR get a discount isn't Jewish, then I don't know what is.

LOLOL look at that paragraph. How many people did I just piss off within the span of ten lines? I should get a medal.

I have a book to read. Before tomorrow. Because there's an essay due on Monday. I should do that now. I should reaaally really go do that now. I should seeerrriously go--

OH HEY how about I make a list of all the fics I haven't finished yet. SHORT TERM MEMORY GAME! I have no idea what I just said three seconds ago, what book I have to read? I don't know anything about a book WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT I HAVE NO BOOK TO READ.

( I actually have a list of these on PAPER on my notice board. Me. I don't even have my DOCTOR APPOINTMENTS ON MY NOTICE BOARD. Hello, my name is Derryere and these are my priorities: )

Now, on a different note, before I really have to stop pretending I don't have shit to do, a very awkward bout of linkage for LJ. I have no explanation for this. Uuuhhmmm. Yep.

at least it would seem that we don't | M/A | AU | NC17 | WARNING/SUMMARY/PROMPT: "Arthur/Merlin, reincarnation, one time they get re-born as brothers." Click at own risk!

Other than that, I have little else to share. BE HAPPY FOR IT. Fhdjfhg gonna go read now. Funtimes!

I have stopped resisting. I'd say this is the last time, but, seriously, who am I even kidding by now? THIS WILL KEEP HAPPENING NO MATTER WHAT.

Fandom: it appears I am your bitch.

the way out is through | R | 8900 words | Written for kinkme_merlin. Prompt: Arthur/Merlin. When Arthur and Merlin go to drop Mordred they are followed by Uther's knights and all the druids are massacred and the three have to run with a bounty on their head.

BETA'D BY scifijunkie, THE LANCE TO MY DRE, WHO PEERS INTO THE SOUL OF MY FICS AND TELLS ME TO ADD MORE COMMAS. And a bedroll.

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And, as is the custom, a song. Two songs. One to go with the fic, and one to go with the feeling of HSKJDFHK WEEKEND, SHIT, THAT'S AWESOME!

1. Mason Proper - Point A to Point B (aaahaha, "STEPHANIE, HERE'S SOMETHING YOU WAN'ED!")
   
2. Fol Chen - Cable TV (this one's HOT.)
   
   

Now, let the two days of uninterrupted sleep commence.

I. Well. Uhm. PORN.

Title: Freedom Hangs Like Heaven
Rating: POoOooOooORN
Word Count: About 9k
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur
Warnings: OH HELLO THERE, ANGRY EMO YET INSECURE ARTHUR!
Beta: The brains behind it all (y'know it), mastah scifijunkie! ♥
A/N: Written as a brain!melt reply to lizardspots's art for kinkme_merlin, Trusty Steed, (NC17). (And maybe also Afterglow, if you look close, because jhgshdgfdhg awwhh!) Idk why it's so long. I--I just don't know.
Summary: It's happened five times and they don't talk about it.

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Okay.

NO MORE PLOTLESS PORN UNTIL I FINISH BIG BANG.

. . . SERIOUSLY. I MEAN IT.

REPOSTED :D Sorry for, y'know. Dicking around your flist :P

Today in class we were discussing stresses, right, and we all took turns in dissecting stress-rules. I had to explain why it's COMEback and not comeBACK. And I totally drew a blank. The right answer is blabla verb+particle=stress on first element. I KNOW THAT NOW. But at that moment I convinced myself it was the not-manufactured rule (like ORANGEpeel, because the orange is not made of peel), and so I said, "COMEback. Because the back is not made of come!"

AHAHA OH ENGLISH. DON'T EVER CHANGE ♥

And now for something Merlin. Because that's all that really matters. I was gonna write a short snippet because I was doing a seriously for serious Big Bang fic when I got this silly idea (HOW COME, I only ever finish the asstarded wtf ideas I get while surfing for porn while the actually thought-through plotty things NEVER even see the light of day?). Turned out to be a bit longer.

BUT AT LEAST NOT AS LONG AS THAT RPS THING. Wtf was up with that, anyway? (while I'm on the subject of brackets ANYWAY: the UH-MAZING syrosis just beta'd it, out of the sheer GOODNESS of her heart. So if you avoided it because the typos made your eyes bleed, you may now proceed to read w/o such dangers. I mean. ASIDE FROM THE WHOLE RPS THING.)

But anyway!

Merlin/Arthur, about 7000 words. R-ISH.
In truth, it's all about me and my love for my bed and for sleep in general. But also a little bit about the boys. V SILLY. V LAZY PORN. RANDOM FLUFF TOWARD THE END. AND SMELLY PPL. If you think you can handle that, well, then, CARRY ON. (A McFuckingMillion thanks to my boyfriend, scifijunkie, who beta'd this--well, I could tell you how quick she did it, but you wouldn't believe. I WOULD GIVE YOU MONEY FOR THIS, MER, IF I HAD IT. So instead I will offer slutty things. Like always. ♥!!!)

(Oh, and I refuse to acknowledge that this is my first Merlin fic. IT DOESN'T COUNT. THE REAL FIRST ONE IS YET TO COME OK. This one DOESN'T COUNT.)

( I call this one, 'PAVLOV PENIS' )

And now before I scurry back to StudyVille, there's one more thing I want to share. After I finished that M/A fanmix all that while ago I decided to always have a playlist at hand if I stumble on good songs for future M/A shitsels. It's called 'MA evenMOREsongs'. Right now it's at 74 songs, and I keep on wanting to give you all ALL OF THESE SONGS AT ONCE so you can agree on how awesome they are but I won't, because that'll be an overkill. So I'm just going to give you this one right now, which I found yesterday, and it's lovely. BEHOLD.

All the Weird Kids Know - Built by Snow

oh with your red jacket on
you drain me through
oh I should bury my mind
and forget about you
but you got some strange powers over me
changing minutes of my memory
lets take it slow slow slow slow slow
all the weird kids know
how to take it slow

HOW FUNNY IS THAT? Red jacket. HA. Weird kids. HA! :3

(uggghh midterms. Tomorrow. LANGUAGE SCIENCES, I DO NOT DESIRE YOU.)