syllic: ([merlin] dessert)
This final installment approximately 14,000 words long.
Approximately 50,000 (what what) overall.

Merlin/Arthur, with mentions of fond-memory Merlin/Lancelot and botched-seduction Arthur/Lancelot. Also, Gwen likes Lancelot a lot.

All instances of fail clearly mine.

Easy there, boys

... )
syllic: ([merlin] dessert)
Learn About Rowing, Chapter Four )

And easy, there:

Easy There, 4/4
(This link is not yet live, but I am working as quickly as I can.)
syllic: ([merlin] dessert)
Easy There, 3b/4 )

Do forgive the many technical problems experienced this go-round (Vengeance of the Evil ümlaut Y (!)), and I apologise for the delay between posting Part Two and Part Three; school and work commitments really have been busy beyond the pale, of late.

(Am I imagining this, or did LiveJournal, at one point during my 180 reloads of the page, flash me a zombie picture instead of the pencil with a sign saying "Undead Journal"? Am I actually losing my mind due to the ümlaut y?)

I expect to post the last installment Easy There at some point in late March, and to reply to all of the lovely, appreciated, wonderful comments that have already been left on this soon after that. I am so sorry I have not been able to do so, yet.

Finally, I should say: epic love to the (dirty) Tab brigade, [ profile] cometotheedge, [ profile] aleathiel, [ profile] kazaera, and [ profile] doomcanary. Sorry about Lancelot's abuse and do not worry: if you lose, it will only be by a respectable margin.
syllic: ([merlin] dessert)

This part approximately 13,000 words long; oh dear.

Merlin/Arthur, with mentions of fond-memory Merlin/Lancelot and botched-seduction Arthur/Lancelot. Also, Gwen likes Lancelot a lot.

[ profile] nicolasechs has dealt with this story at the micro- and macro-scales, nitpicking the grammar while helping to structure the entire thing. She is amazing.

All instances of fail clearly mine.


And rowing on, Oxford...

... )
syllic: ([words] social drinker)
Title: A Very Serious Business Story (a Merlin/Babysitters' Club crossover)

Authors: Anonymous V. Sadperson; [ profile] nicolasechs; [ profile] franticsga (okay not those last two, but you have to share the blame in situations like this).

Word Count: 9 words (is how long a Merlin/Baby-sitters' Club crossover should be. In actuality? About 8,500 words).

Sobriety: No for the vast majority of it, in my defence.

Accuracy: I've never been to Hawaii, know about surfing only what I've learned in films, and had a fascination with narwhals as a child (but am pretty sure what's described here isn't possible). The Snakes and Beetles Emporium and Bluebeard's Pirate Land of Adventure do not exist. Oh well.

'The kids want to see the narwhal, Arthur,' Mrs. Anhora had declared imperiously. 'The narwhal is the unicorn of the ocean, after all—a very special and precious creature.' )

It should be the Hague for me, you say? Yes; probably.
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This part approximately 15,000 words (cripes), and rated R for language.

Merlin/Arthur, with mentions of fond-memory Merlin/Lancelot and botched-seduction Arthur/Lancelot. Also, Gwen likes Lancelot a lot.

With many thanks to [ profile] nicolasechs, who is possibly the most amazing person in the global village. EVER.

[ profile] woldy is to thank for the preservation of the time-space continuum here (which is to say that she provided all the specifics about the Merton Time Ceremony, and gave me so much wonderful detail, in fact, that she practically wrote that part of the story). The line "Death ... of exceeding cleverness" is hers.

Thank you to both of them.

All things that are wrong with this are very much my doing.


Bow side, push us away from the raft..."

... )
syllic: (dessert)
This cliché-filled story is titled Easy There.

It was written for [ profile] harlequinmerlin.

This part is approximately 7,800 words; the story overall should be about 30,000.

It is an AU, rated R (for language, at the moment). It is Merlin/Arthur, with vague allusions made to Merlin/Lancelot (in the past) and discussion of Lancelot/Arthur (for cliché-fulfillment purposes, in the present).

It enthusiastically embraces about a dozen clichés. These include tropical island getaway, beauty and the "secretly"-beautiful geek, the likeable duke-of-slut best friend, the poor-boy-makes-good-through-romance-with-boy-from-the-right-side-of-the-tracks trope, and arrogant sportsman reveals a not-so-secret good heart.

Arthur is an Oxford Blue. Merlin is an Oxford cox. Lancelot is Merlin's romantic-dalliance-loving friend. Morgana is horribly clever; Gwen is cleverly waiting for Lancelot to grow up. Merlin and Arthur rub each other the wrong way, at first, but it soon becomes clear that Arthur is a university-class rower with a world-class heart (yes, I typed that). Clichés ensue.

Evidently I apologise for all anti-cliché sensibilities harmed in the reading of this story.

Many thanks to [ profile] nicolasechs for the sharp eyes; [ profile] phantomjam, many transparently obvious shout-outs your way.

All things that are wrong with this are my doing.


"Hands on, boys"

... )

In the next part: more sex-sublimation rowing! Arthur meets Hunith! Tropical-island Merlin meets tropical-island Uther! Merlin and Arthur go for kebabs! (This level of exclamation-point abuse is indeed required!!!)

Up as soon as I get the cliché monster under control.
syllic: (pimp)

1-8: Rowers in the boat are commonly referred to by their positions. 1 sits at the very back (the bow of the boat), 2 after him/her, 3 after him/her, and so on. 1 and 2, at the back of the boat, are referred to as bow pair. 7 and 8, at the front of the boat, are referred to as stern pair. The four rowers at the back of the boat are bow four; the four rowers at the front are stern four. 8, at the very front of the boat, is also referred to as the boat’s stroke (7 and 8 are responsible for setting the boat’s time, or rhythm).

More technicalities below the cut! )
syllic: (je suis)
This part:
-Approximately 6,000 words,
-Rated R,
-With warnings for sap like a maple tree harvest (do you harvest maple syrup? I don't know).

Apologies, [ profile] green_grrl; evidently, not enough Cracks made it to the party in the end--not enough by far.

Arthur was not a man to leave things to chance.. )

With incredibly heartfelt thanks to all the people who chivvied this along like Chevenix (despite the fact that it is LUDICROUSLY SILLY), and especially to all the wonderful people whose detailed feedback pushed this story in new ways even as it flopped around with a fish's death throes towards the end.

Thanks, ants. Thants.
syllic: (ha)
So four days ago I said to [ profile] porntestpilot: One can only hope this thing doesn't fall apart at the seams when there is (some) seriousness and, ohgod, sex.

All I can say now is--who knows. I have severe reservations about this (and about MY SANITY), so substantive criticism is most welcome.


Title: Three Tasks 2/2(i) (this part approximately 10,600 words)

Pairing: Arthur/Merlin

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Arthur in lilac robes. Direct allusion to a whole bunch of episodes.

Notes (Warnings?): Yes, Mordrain sort of speaks like Hamlet at one point (antic disposition what what?). Only kind of intentional, like most things in this story.

Culhwch ac Olwen has been murdered at the altar of the RAFSSDs. The medievalist in me threw a fit at this; the person who says "Je ne clean pas le room de loser" to her housemates even though they do not understand the reference figured what the hell.

The same is true for oddly flexible time and the higgledy-piggledy mish-mash of later and earlier medieval artefacts and practices: But muuuum, BBC's mother lets her do it...

Rape dog love (oh god, so wrong), to [ profile] rageprufrock, because fandom should have metadialogue like burning.

Many, many thanks to [ profile] franticsga, [ profile] yaviasad, [ profile] nicolasechs, [ profile] emptybackpack, [ profile] lilian_cho, [ profile] think_through, [ profile] ravencostello, [ profile] riko, and [ profile] descrime, for providing very uplifting Merlini support halfway through.

And now, without further ado:

Merlin was convinced Arthur had purposefully given him a recalcitrant horse. )
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Because one plus one equals three for high values of one.

...and then Merlin and Arthur talk some more, giving Merlin a chance to come out, and Arthur catches Morgana and Gwen talking about how they already knew, and Merlin needs to ask Arthur to answer one final question, so they talk again.

Contains excerpts from The Royal Arbiter for Suitable Suitors' Disputes' Guide to Arbitration.

Arthur had known some uncomfortable times in these robes... )

Edited to separate this second part of the interlude from the first, to clear up confusion about what part was new (I am beginning to see that clarity and I are, evidently, not always one; thank you for being helpful and pointing out instances where this tendency can be corrected).
syllic: (death)
In honour of the fact that if I were assigned three tasks, and if the first were to complete this story tonight, as I said I would, I would fail in the grand manner achieved only by history's great epic failures, I give you:

Three Tasks: An Interlude

In which Uther and Arthur talk, and then Arthur and Merlin talk, and Merlin agrees to four courtships without talking at all. )

By god, I will finish this soon, and there will be tree-felling, mountain-climbing, and cave-fighting: action, action galore.

Until that action-filled moment arrives, however, I apologise; it appears that je suis un dialogue loser.

(Edited) to turn Gwendolen into Clarissant, because she was causing undue Gwen/Gwen stress (thank you for pointing this out to me); think of this as one of those careless morning soap cast changes that the producers simply hope you 'won't notice'.


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