So you know how everybody either secretly or totally openly loves extremely cheesy pop music? Yeah? WELL NOW YOUR LOVE FOR EXTREMELY CHEESY POP MUSIC CAN GO TO A GOOD CAUSE. And all you have to do is buy one song from iTunes!

SO HERE'S A MUSIC VIDEO THAT KIND OF EXPLAINS ALL THIS OK. They're trying really hard to get it into the UK top 40 but even if you don't live in the UK, the money still goes to Children In Need so you should buy it anyway. I did and I have been rocking out to it for three days.

( also some alex day being alex day-ish, which is to say awesome and a pimp. )

UM YES I HAVE NOW OFFICIALLY DONE MY PART.
(also this is a public post so if you want to spread the word about this WHICH YOU SHOULD but don't want to bother to post the video you can link back here.)

Now I have to go write that paper ughhhh I have been asleep more than awake today idek.

Title: Though The Legends Cannot Be Trusted
Fandom: Merlin, with Greek mythology.
Characters/Pairings: Arthur/Merlin, Achilles/Patrocolus
Spoilers/Warnings: spoilers for The Iliad; canon character death.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count ~2,400
Disclaimer: This incarnation of Merlin and Arthur is owned by Shine and the BBC. I don't think The Iliad is owned by anyone, but I certainly didn't come up with it. And I don't own Sherlock Holmes either.
Summary: Arthur would never admit it to anyone but himself, but he's always quite liked reading. Because Merlin/Arthur and Achilles/Patrocolus are basically the same ship.
Notes: An idea from j_apollo. She thought of it at dinner and then turned to me saying "you have to write that!" Then she read it through and gleefully added a few Us. It's her payback from having to live here, under the oppression of American grammar. Beta'd by latenightcuppa, who is awesome and also encouraged me to write this in the first place. Some knowledge of Achilles and Patrocolus is kinda sorta required.

( always in these friendships / one serves the other / one is less than the other )

FRIENDS CUT.

I literally just cut about half of my flist. So. Yeah. If you cannot see THIS POST then you have been removed and I'd appreciate it if you'd remove me too. I just have a bunch of people here who I either never talk to or only talk to because I feel obligated to and I hate that because if we're going to be friends, you deserve it to be real.

I HOPE YOU'RE ALL SET TO BEGIN AT NOON EASTERN STANDARD TIME, WHICH IS ROUGHLY TWENTY MINUTES FROM NOW.
here are a bunch of streaming and download links if you haven't got it yet.

EDIT: OK PEOPLE I'M HAVING AN INTERNET EMERGENCY, SO I'M POSTPONING THIS UNTIL TEN MINUTES AFTER THE HOUR.

So, for reasons I'll go into later, it has transpired that I will not be getting the box set today/tonight/in the next couple days after all. I am very down about this, but I already had this whole thing typed up, so it would be a shame to not squee.



So, today is the moment I've been waiting for for years - the release of the digitally remastered Beatles albums! People have been clamoring for his for the longest time because, um, the last time they did this was when they were first released on CD, in 1987. AKA MORE THAN TWENTY YEARS AGO, AND BEFORE I WAS EVEN BORN. Hence my continued stance of, Beatles Rock Band? What? Who cares, WE CAN NEW CDS! So I just wanted to do something a little special (but not that special) to mark this auspicious occasion.

First, though, I just wanted to write down something I was thinking about last night. Just that, wow, I love the Beatles so fucking much. And, yeah, you know that. But I'm not sure you realize how much, and what exactly they mean to me. (Maybe you do and I'm being overdramatic, idk). There are Beatles fans and then there are Beatles fans, people who don't just love, appreciate and enjoy the music, but spend their lives in pursuit of new information, pictures, knowledge of the four boys, (who will always be boys or lads forever, despite the fact that their 70th birthdays are approaching). I am a Beatles fan To me, the Beatles are SO MUCH MORE than a band. John Lennon, Paul McCartney, George Harrison and Ringo Starr are more like demi-gods in my life, people I feel as if I know and have known forever, who have been there with my all along, not only helping me but also forming who I am as a person - my interests, my philosophy on life, maybe even my personality. I love Colin Morgan because he's cute and adorable and makes me squee; I love Paul McCartney because he's the greatest person EVER as far as I'm concerned and has given me more than anyone I've ever personally known, with the exception of my parents. Similarly, when I think about Merlin my chest constricts almost painfully in the glee I get from that show and its cast, but it's an obsession that is fleeting and in time I'll move onto something which gives me similar joy. I will never move on from the Beatles, I will build my entire life around them - I already have - and when I think of them (and now for the prose I thought existed only in romantic fanfiction) I get this really soft, happy feeling in my chest, like the feeling from Merlin, but deeper, and I think that's what love feels like. The Beatles are the love of my life, and no person or thing will ever compare. /huge, humongous, tremendously embarrassing sappiness.

( in which I rank their albums. if I sound pretentious here, it's because I am. I'm a total Beatles snob and there's just no denying it. )

I've always said I'd never do something like this, but imagines got it in my head that I should do something for ~~09.09.09~~ but I didn't know what until brightedelweiss linked me to Entertainment Weekly's rankings (which I cannot find on their site anymore, wtf?) and I was like UM, WTF, NO, HERE'S THE TRUTH and thus, this was born.

At the top of the list of Things That Are Harshing My Squee is the amount of Arthur/Gwen hate that has exploded since the trailer was released. People, they're obviously going there, there's nothing you can do, so deal with it. I'm not absolutely thrilled either, but I hope that they do it well and that, even if they will never compare to my lovely Merlin/Arthur, I can enjoy them and their story. Let's not turn this into a bash fest full of negativity. Right now, I don't even wanna glance in merlinxarthur and that's not cool. I don't like it, and I don't want to have to put up with it all series long. Yes, I survived the Smallville fandom, but that doesn't mean I want to do it again.

I now return you to your previous scheduled squee.

( 62 merlin fic recs. mostly merlin/arthur but not completely. )



Jesus, this took for-fucking-ever!

FRIENDS CUT

If you cannot see this entry, then you have been cut. If I cut you, it's because you did not comment on the comment to stay post I put up a couple days ago. If you missed that entry and would like to be added back, drop a comment and I'll see what I can do. But if you'd rather stay removed, that's perfectly fine, just please remove me from your friend's list as well, thanks.

This whole thing has probably been building since Turbulence really and I probably shouldn't pretend I don't have a bit of a shippy agenda here, but I've tried to remain as objective as possible, and I still see issues which I think needed expressing, so here goes.


( in which I rant about the love triangle which is currently wrecking havoc on smallville. spoilers for 8x18. )

Title: How Could You Run When You Know?
Fandom: Merlin
Characters/Pairings: Merlin, Morgana, or perhaps Merlin/Morgana, you decide. There might also be a tiny bit of Merlin/Arthur.
Rating: PG-13 or thereabouts
Warnings: slight gore? And heapings upon heapings of angst from start to finish.
Spoilers: There's a line of dialogue from The Beginning Of The End, but nothing more.
Word count: 936
Disclaimer: This bit of the legend is owned by Shine and the BBC, although I wouldn't do much differently if I did own it.
Summary: What if magic isn’t something you choose, she’d said to him once, what if it chooses you. And eventually, they both gave up pretending they didn’t know what the other was capable of.
Notes: So this is my first Merlin story, but God knows I've read enough of them. I must say, though, that I was surprised that my first foray into this fandom didn't turn out to be Merlin/Arthur. But this plot bunny invaded my head yesterday while I was trying to get some work done and wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it. So. It turned out darker than I originally intended it though. Many, may thanks to brightedelweiss for the beta and the title and lyric at the end come from the song Ohio by Crosby Stills Nash and Young so apologies to them for commandeering their song about a completely separate - and much less fictional - tragedy.



( Eventually, they’d both seen just too many executions. )