[merlin] bradley/colin secrets

fic: Come Back to Mine

Title: Come Back to Mine
Author: saramir, archived @AO3
Fandom/Pairing: Merlin RPF; Bradley/Colin
Word Count: ~8,600
Warnings: Explicit sex, some of which is boozy.
Summary: Bradley and Colin hook up after the series four wrap party, and it's sort of terrible, but then they hook up again, and again, and Bradley can't figure out all the feelings. He has begun to demarcate his life into B.C. (Before Colin) and A.D. (After Derangement).
Disclaimer: The events and interpretations of the RL people herein are fictional, and I intend absolutely no disrespect in writing about them. All characters belong to the people they're based on, and anything related to Merlin belongs to BBC, Shine, and the stuff of legend.
Author's Notes: So, here's my own version of how The Hamlet Date came about. Due to RL shakeups and lack of writerly discipline, I wrote this thing in a ridiculously brief amount of time, which is so not like me (it took me six months to write my previous fic), so I'm a bit nervous about it, but I do hope ya'll enjoy nonetheless. I guess this is just my lesson in actually meeting deadlines, eh? Written for the fabulous Merlin RPF miniBANG because dear lord this fandom needs more fic in it. Thanks to the lovely moonilicious for hosting the challenge, and thanks to my always amazing betas thismuchmore and gleeful_t for asking all the right questions and always believing in my capabilities even when I don't.

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[merlin] bradley/colin secrets

fic: Call It Love (1/3)

Title: Call It Love
Author: saramir, archived @AO3
Fandom/Pairing: Merlin RPF; Bradley/Colin
Word Count: 29,000
Warnings: Explicit sex.
Summary: As filming wraps up for the final series, Bradley tries to sort out where his friendship with Colin stands and where it could progress. Pining, nostalgia, texting, and the banter of weirdos in love ensues.
Disclaimer: None of this has/is/will happen in (our) reality. All characters belong to the RL people they're based on, and anything related to Merlin belongs to BBC, Shine, and the stuff of legend.
Author’s Notes: Writing this fic has been a long journey of giggles and doubts and working/re-working characterizations that ate my mind for a good half of 2011, but overall it has been a joy, because the struggles always led to something better, I think. So, if you've stumbled across this, I hope you enjoy reading it even half as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Love letters to my brilliant betas, thismuchmore & gleeful_t:

K, I never would have gotten anywhere with this fic if you hadn't been so enthusiastic and encouraging about the early drafts. Your thoughtful feedback, as well as your invaluable insights into filming logistics and the Irish language, really helped me to organize my ideas early on, and your final beta and Britpick made this all a lot less scary. I cannot thank you enough for all your love and support.

J, I always appreciate your spectacular editing skills, but it was even more of a comfort to have my usual beta there for me outside of a mutual fandom. I cannot thank you enough for believing in this fic about two British dudes you barely even knew before I sent you 20k+ and a bunch of ~reference photos & videos of them. I could not have finished this without your love and encouragement, bb. And thank you for always referring to Bradders as "Mr. Bradley James," because it never does fail to make me laugh.

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”We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” — Dr. Seuss


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[dw] eleven/fez/bowtie

THEIR LOOOVE

AAAHHHH okay, okay, I have SO MANY THINGS I want to write about in here (a bit of RL angst because there is a lot of it and I need to write just a little of it here, but mostly MUHHHHHLINNNY THINGS), and I need to catch up a bit on dear ol' flisty flist and fandomy things (seriously, all I ever do online is tumblr anymore, it is sad and yet not), but right now, I only need to say:

Just came home from watching Sherlock Holmes: A Gay of Shadows and I NEED ALL OF THE FIC RECS YOU CAN GIVE ME, FLIST, PLEEEAAASE. Their love! Their love, my god. The tumbles! The looks! The hand-holding! The dancing! The banter! ALL OF ITTT. I cried, tbh. And I think I loved it even more than the original. Here, I offer you That Interview, for your viewing pleasure even if you've already seen it dozens of times: RDJ & JL being an old married couple on Graham Norton

FIC RECS, PLEASE.
[dw] eleven/jumper

Inspector Spacetime just did this last year.

Okay, so who else here wants to discuss the fact that a Doctor Who film by David Yates was just announced?

I'm just baffled. Why did they feel they needed to reinvent it already? When RTD picked it up again, it had been off the air for years. Why announce that they're going to start working on a movie set for a few years from now while we're still in the midst of a widely well-received show? Will it be a somehow bigger way to kick off a Twelfth Doctor? But how will it have any sort of continuity with the series if Moffat isn't even done with Eleven yet?

OR has David Yates been watching all the places where Moffat has been failing and thought, "Fuck that, I can do better"? I like that option. ALSO perhaps his years working with Rupert Grint on HP will give us the connection we need to make Rupert the Rude & Ginger Twelfth Doctor. MAYBE THIS MOVIE CAN BE A POSITIVE THING AFTER ALL. But, er, I'm not holding my breath. Ugh.
[dw] default dalek

continuing to make Bradley James shirtless/naked in every episode = The Best Decision

Just watched last night's Merlin and OH MY GOD WAS THAT AN ARTHUR/MERLIN FIC? WASN'T IT? Boyyys. I love all these little unexpected moments of Arthur being open and honest and vulnerable with Merlin this season, and also continuing to give him heart-eyes while they banter. I mean, "old friend" made me weep out of nowhere last week, and then the beginning of this week I nearly did again, but then the rest of the ep was such a gigglefest! Oh show, I love you. Thanks for being a highlight to an otherwise pretty fucked-up weekend. More highlights: in the process of watching RTD and Tennant's Casanova with c_of_exuberance AND IT IS GOLDEN.
[dw] default dalek

"am i really who i was?"

"Less and less have I seen reviews where people actually talk about how the records make them feel. [. . .] Very rarely do I see a writer saying, 'This made me feel like this,' or, 'I felt this way.' It’s usually in this kind of gray area of facts. And there’s usually subtext, which is, 'You should be cool and not like this,' or, 'If you’re cool, you’ll like this.'" -- Ryan Adams in this interview with the AV Club

This afternoon, I unexpectedly started tearing-up over that interview in the coffee shop while listening to the fantastic new Nada Surf When I Was Young and the new Ryan Adams album. Okay, who else is listening to Ashes & Fire? Ryan Adams, man, I will never not feel something from your songs, whether it be crushing or melancholy or gleeful or whatever. Always, always deeply personal. And I'll never understand those conversations I get into with people sometimes where they give me this look, like, "You like Ryan Adams? Really?" and I'm like, "Have you even sat down with any of his best songs and given them a chance?" Okay, I know that not everyone can love all things, but still, it makes me sad when he's not recognized for being the great songwriter he is.

And that argument that so many critics have, that argument against him because he's so prolific? WHAT. Okay, so that means that you have to wade through more mediocre songs to get to the golden ones, unlike artists who maybe take longer to produce fewer songs, but that's really no reason to disrespect what he makes. I admire that sort of discipline, that sort of unabashed creativity and connection with music and writing. The more we focus on making, the more goodness can come out of us, I think, and Ryan Adams has written and performed a lot of goodness. Listen to Ghost, to If I Am a Stranger, to The Rescue Blues, to Rock N Roll, Hotel Chelsea Nights, La Cienega Just Smiled, fucking Come Pick Me Up, hell ALL of Heartbreaker and Gold (I could go on). And listen to the new Lucky Now, and tell me you don't feel a whole mess of things, or one very simple true thing.

Also, okay, this, on his upcoming record Blackhole that's been in progress for a long time: "So it has beauty, but it has a darkness. But what’s really cool about it is, it has the darkness and it has the wisdom, but to me, it has the feeling of the one fucking thing all of my records were missing, the one part of the story, which is a record that’s sort of just reveling in youth, and reveling in life, as it is. It’s not a 'Go to the beach' record, but it’s like, 'Let’s go out at night and let’s fuckin’ be werewolves of chaos in New York.' It had that fuckin’ reckless-abandon feeling, and I love it for that." SO looking forward to Blackhole, from that description alone. Also, I miss New York, fucking hell. And now I'm thinking of freshman year when I lived on West 8th and passed by Ryan four times over the course of that year and nearly got hit by a bicycle the first time lol. ♥