Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

just wrote over 2k words of more Prince-verse. God, it's SUCH a long road to get Merlin and Arthur back together in this blasted thing! I wanted to manage it by my big fat 4th of July Nerd Weekend Bash, but that's not gonna happen. Well, maybe. If we slam it all out like robots. At least I know people will like this part I wrote, and the rest of their road back together is full of things I'm kind of excited about because I know people will really like them.

When we conceived of the whole Sophia thing, I was sort of psyched at the prospect of trolling the shit out of our readers. Like obviously I don't mean it in a malicious way, but the people who read these fics exclusively for a WHAM BAM THANK YOU MAAM FLUFF EXPERIENCE probably weren't gonna appreciate it, you know? (I am definitely one of those people for other fics, so don't take this as an insult.) And in such a slash-heavy fandom, writing explicit HET is kind of this weird... almost... deliberate provocation. You know? Am I making sense?

Anyway I was looking forward to messing with people the teeniest bit, making them read some slightly hard things that maybe they wouldn't know what to think about... But the process of writing it was just HARD. ARGH. It coincided with too many bad things for me and psmithery. We put it off for as long as we could and then it sort of broke me for a couple of days.

I'm better, obviously, and it actually helped me write my pthon entry I think, but there's just the big part of me that's looking at our elaborate story diagram and the journey we've laid out and I just want to throw up my hands and write, like:

"Merlin, what are you doing on my doorstep in the rain in the middle of the night? You'll catch your death of cold!" Arthur bundled Merlin in and gave him a blanket after Merlin shucked out of his wet clothes.

"I love you, and I've always loved you, Arthur!" he said.

"Oh Merlin, I love you as well!" Arthur said.

Then they kissed and had sex. And the next day they came out to everyone and everyone was happy for them. Then a few years later they got married. Arthur wore a white tux. "You're a dirty liar, Pendragon," Merlin said, looking him up and down.

Arthur waggled his eyebrows. "Wait 'til you see what I've got on underneath. It's all in white, too."



Jun. 24th, 2011 08:10 pm (UTC)
I know exactly how you feel about gazing into a story diagram and going WAAAH. In fact, I am totally tempted to steal your ending...

In return I'll give you what I was taught:

If you don't know how else to end it, write - "And suddenly everyone was run over by a truck/lorry/whatever they call such things where your story is set."

But that makes for an unsatisfying end to P-verse, so I think you'd need to tack on "...except Merlin & Arthur, who, devastated by the carnage around them, threw themselves at one another and shagged liked rabbits until the sheer sparkly force of their love repopulated the universe."

Jun. 24th, 2011 10:43 pm (UTC)

Jun. 25th, 2011 01:21 am (UTC)
OH GOD NO! *gouges eyes*

I only meant, like, IDK, sci-fi/OGLAF cumsprite/parthenogenesis style spontaneous being creation from all the luuuurve and bodily fluids?

(and that icon still slays me; there neeeeeeeeeeds to be Arthur/Adam/Beast fic in which this occurs)
Jun. 25th, 2011 01:47 am (UTC)

I admit to reading mpreg once in a while. (And liking it.)

But I couldn't resist the taunt. I think it'd be more like in Narnia, where instead of Aslan's roars making the world full of life, it's the crazyhot sex noises that Merlin and Arthur make among the rubble.

And then there are talking beavers and everyone makes jokes forever.

(And yes. I have to makes that Adam/Arthur graphic series...)

Edited at 2011-06-25 01:48 am (UTC)
Jun. 25th, 2011 02:03 am (UTC)
mpreg is all fine and good when done well and with certain characters (in fact, there is such a satisfaction in the whole concept), but for some reason the idea of it with Arthur/Merlin... *shakes head* Just can't picture it. (Or don't want to). But that's me. Don't want either of those lovelies getting stretch marks, morning urpies or leaky nipples.

it's the crazyhot sex noises that Merlin and Arthur make among the rubble

YEEEESSSSS! The mighty roar of Merthur! It shall be immortalized in song forever more. By the talking beavers...