Notes: Oh my god, this fandom is so talented and I'm feeling a little ten years old and kinda chubby and in last year's bathing suit, vaguely terrified of even looking too hard at the pool. Alas, one of several plot bunnies that refuse to move until humored. I know fuck-all about England -- well, that and Arthurian legend, for that matter (and studying the legends isn't terribly helpful, considering how confusing those are). Still, if you can forgive the show for its inaccuracies, surely mine won't seem quite so bold.

So this is a bit of a future-fic (but not too-future), and there's spoilers for The Lady of the Lake, which is 2x ... something. Nine or ten, probably. Around 4500 words, for those who keep score. Sort of slashy, which is to say no making out, boo.


Also, I just realized that Arthur and Merlin's post-revelation relationship seems like it would go a lot like Tehol Beddict and his goofy manservant Bugg's (who just happens to also be the much less goofy Mael, elder god of the seas) did, with slightly less lulz and much more destiny. Except, y'know, Arthur was born to be king versus Tehol, who kind of stumbled into it by being obscenely clever and financially decimating his own empire, derp.

Summary: Merlin does not say "this is the water where I've buried our would-be loves, women and swords alike." Merlin takes the newly-crowned King on a fetch mission; both find far more than they expected.

( where the water waits forever )

I don't even know what came over me. I wanted to bring into this hideously talented fandom something meaningful and wistful and pretty and Gigantomachy-esque (if only because I don't have have the perseverance or attention span for epics), but then I started looking at unfilled kink meme prompts and the other meaningful thing isn't done yet anyway and this thing started kicking around my tender headmeat and screaming like a banshee in heat. So. Filthy, filthy (and a little snarky) plotless porn. The boys aren't mine in any way; caveat lector, yada-yada bow-chika orz.

Meet my very awkward hello ilu. o/ This is, embarrassingly enough, probably the longest thing I've ever written, at least for a one-shot. I DON'T EVEN KNOW, GUYS.

For the kinkme_merlin prompt: Arthur/Merlin, AU.
Merlin tests new products for a sex toy company. Arthur is the head designer. It is his job to observe these tests, ask questions and take notes. It's all very professional and clinical, until Arthur gets hard during a session.

( did you question what it meant to you with a beat between your breaths? )

Notes: I can't seem to get anything finished these days. Ideas become bunnies become a few frantic hours between work and sleep spent pounding at the keyboard and hoping that I can finish before the next one hits. Maybe it will work this time.

I haven't written second-person in almost a decade. I missed it. (And I imagine that can be taken a few ways.)

Written with heavy influence from the soundtrack The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford by Nick Cave & Warren Ellis, and The Golden Archipelago by Shearwater, which is a whole album about islands and destruction and doom and beauty and that's all I really need to get the thoughts working, ha. Also, Devil's Spoke by Laura Marling, which is my new eternal Arthur/Merlin theme, oh my god. (Thank you for introducing me, vazavati.)


Summary: Merlin remembers, where all others have forgotten. And he waits. Arthur/Merlin, with guest appearances from several others.
Warnings: Vague spoilers for 2.12 (like, really vague; you just aren't going to get two paragraphs if you haven't seen it), liberal blending with traditional lore, angst and woe and a small bit of non-graphic slash.

( and a forever life is an infinite lie, hung wide )

So this is what happens when you have a few free hours and want to learn how to make videos despite procrastinating learning just that for the last decade.

It's a new thing for me, so it's kind of a shaky effort, but it was fun?

Here, have some Merlin & Arthur being all doe-eyed and derpy, set to Weapon by Matthew Good.



Download .flv here. (90.5 mb)

Because I need a place to keep track of them, or I'll lose them forever.

Itachi - A Fatal Spell RP-themed fst from time at GND, post-death. A Perfect Circle, Calexico, The Shins, Cake Bake Betty, Paper Route and more.

Shisui/Itachi - The Inescapable Us Post-crow shipper mix, both lively and loving. BIM, Ferry Corsten, My Brightest Diamond, South San Gabriel, Punchline and more. Hosted on Mediafire.

Shisui/Itachi - (We Grow) Accustomed to the Dark Kind of shippy, sweet and sad, one disc each featuring Florence + The Machine, Wye Oak, The Antlers, Smashing Pumpkins and more. Extras. Hosted on Mediafire.

Arthur/Merlin - The Fiction We Live A fairly shippy mix of Shearwater, Poloroid, Conjure One, October Project, Broadcast and more. Includes extras. Hosted on Mediafire.

Madara/Itachi - On the Threshold of Greatness Definitely a shipper mix in a pretty dark and satisfying way. Blaqk Audio, Claire Voyant, Oomph!, Juno Reactor, Union of Knives and more. Hosted on Mediafire, re-upped 21February.

Itachi - The Outside In My first FST, for Itachi. Originally for a particular RP, but the songs stand perfectly well with canon. Featuring Okkervil River, Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, Claire Voyant, Islands and more. Hosted on Mediafire, re-upped 21February.