(the first) five ways will and skandar might have discovered rpf
(the first) five ways will and skandar might have discovered rpf
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fandom; rpf
characters/pairings; william moseley/skandar keynes, with guest appearances by ben barnes, georgie henley, anna popplewell, and (sort-of) oc
notes; just archiving somewhere this before i delete my fiction journal, carry on (...or read, if you want!)
excerpt/summary; "oh, you don't know?" anna folds her legs beneath herself. "some fans amuse themselves by writing stories about us, and quite a lot of them like to imagine that you two are… you know, an item."
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Georgie's had a Livejournal since before filming Prince Caspian, but she doesn't get to check it while they're in New Zealand, and doesn't really get around to it until after the excitement over the movie starts to calm down. In fact, it randomly occurs to her when everyone-Anna, Will, Ben, and Skandar-has showed up at her family's place to spend some time with each other before they split ways for Dawn Treader.
"Look!" Georgie says, amusement colouring her voice as she looks over her shoulder at the rest of them. "You can have interests, and some people have listed me!"
Anna laughs, and Skandar leans forward. "Check and see if anyone's got your favourite brother!"
With a devious glint in her eye, Georgie types in, William Moseley, and clicks 'search' as Skandar loudly complains. Amid the laughter, Georgie gasps at the results.
"What is it?" Will asks from his seat on the floor.
Georgie turns in the chair, her eyes wide but the corners of her mouth twitching upwards. "I think maybe the two of you should see this."
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Skandar expects that Ben will still be sleeping when he bursts into his trailer at four in the morning. The older boy doesn't exactly give the best semblance of coherency just after waking up, but nonetheless, Skandar's got to ask this question before they start filming at the ungodly hour Michael calls 5:45 AM.
But his ever-so-pressing question escapes his mind immediately when he sees that Ben is not sleeping, but in fact leaning towards the screen of his computer with a slight tilt to his lips. Losing his haste and leaning casually against the frame of the trailer's door, Skandar smirks. "I didn't even know the wireless connection worked this far from the city. Looking at something good, Benito?"
As Ben's head snaps up in panic, Skandar crosses the space between them in two strides and leans over Ben's shoulder to see for himself. Ben starts trying to close windows frantically, but his shaking hand keeps making him miss that elusive red x in the corner.
Skandar's grin melts from his face immediately. This is definitely not porn. Or, at least, not the sort he was anticipating.
"I saw Prince Caspian on Friday & the image of Ed in his uniform just wouldn’t leave my head?! Ben, mate, what the hell is this?"
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"Did you ever search your own name on Google before we turned famous?"
Skandar laughs as he opens another email and promptly sends it to the spam folder. "Yeah, doesn't everyone? I suppose the results would be quite different now."
Will sprawls on the couch and smiles with his eyes closed. "You wouldn't find anything interesting. Just all the same old interviews and facts about the movies."
Chewing his lip, Skandar clicks into a new window and types his name. After a beat, he adds Will's as well, saying with a laugh over his shoulder, "Why don't we check?"
Will's right, Skandar realizes as they click through page after page of results. Dozens of interviews, scores of fansites offering information about their movies and their lives. But just as he's about to close the window and go back to his email, Will points to a link at the bottom of the page.
"That looks different."
Between the shock at what they find and the chain of events it triggers, Skandar doesn't get back to his inbox for hours.
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Still laughing at a joke from a few minutes earlier, Will and Skandar walk through the door just in time to hear Anna tell Georgie, "…and Will and Skandar are dating…"
Georgie's eyes widen. "That's so odd! And really, a bit creepy."
Will straightens up indignantly. "Excuse me?"
Both girls jump in their seats and look at the boys, still hovering in the doorway. Skandar frowns. "Hey, wait, I thought no-one knew about that. How did you guys find out…?"
"About the stories?" Anna thinks for a moment. "I'm not sure. Maybe a friend showed them to me… or it might have been Lulu. Anyhow, I only read one of them, it was a little too weird for me to keep going-luckily, it was just imaginary letters between the two of you, nothing too graphic-but there's rather a lot of them, even if they're going under the radar."
"What are you talking about?" Will asks incredulously.
"Oh, you don't know?" Anna folds her legs beneath herself. "Some fans amuse themselves by writing stories about us, and quite a lot of them like to imagine that you two are … you know, an item. They enjoy it." She frowns. "Wait, if you didn't know, then what are you talking about?"
Will turns bright red. Skandar covers his eyes and groans.
*
It's while vacationing in Boston-Georgie's idea to go to New England, supposedly a "fantastic way" for the four of them to catch up after filming wrapped up for Dawn Treader-that Will meets her. Later, Anna tells him that he ought to have expected it. Walking around the (fairly large) city without being recognized by anyone, bombarded by flashing cameras or rushed by people wanting autographs, it was only logical that their luck should run out eventually.
"Oh my God! I can't believe it's you!" the girl squeals, directing a open-mouthed grin at Will and completely ignoring the other three standing right next to him. Will smiles uncomfortably and glances at Skandar, who smirks at him and whispers something to Anna.
Will's eyes narrow, but the girl's ripping a piece of paper out of a notebook - Where did that come from? Will wonders, I didn't see her carrying anything - and thrusting it at him with a sleek silver pen. With an indulgent curve of his lips, he scribbles his name at the top and hands it back, looking around to make sure no-one else had noticed and decided to try for an autograph as well.
"Sorry to bother you… Here," the girl says breathlessly, shoving the bottom half of the paper at him and flashing a wide grin. "Just if you're ever interested." She gives him one last smile before turning and walking briskly away. Will glances down at it, then looks after the girl to ask a question (she never even told him what her name was, and this is decidedly not a phone number); but she's already got her cell phone open, and he can vaguely hear squealing.
He furrows his brow; this isn't the usual encounter with a rabid fan. "Isn't 'Dittany' something from a book?"
Skandar rolls his eyes. "Harry Potter. Come on, William, keep up, we're supposed to be all about the children's books."
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fandom; rpf
characters/pairings; william moseley/skandar keynes, with guest appearances by ben barnes, georgie henley, anna popplewell, and (sort-of) oc
notes; just archiving somewhere this before i delete my fiction journal, carry on (...or read, if you want!)
excerpt/summary; "oh, you don't know?" anna folds her legs beneath herself. "some fans amuse themselves by writing stories about us, and quite a lot of them like to imagine that you two are… you know, an item."
*
Georgie's had a Livejournal since before filming Prince Caspian, but she doesn't get to check it while they're in New Zealand, and doesn't really get around to it until after the excitement over the movie starts to calm down. In fact, it randomly occurs to her when everyone-Anna, Will, Ben, and Skandar-has showed up at her family's place to spend some time with each other before they split ways for Dawn Treader.
"Look!" Georgie says, amusement colouring her voice as she looks over her shoulder at the rest of them. "You can have interests, and some people have listed me!"
Anna laughs, and Skandar leans forward. "Check and see if anyone's got your favourite brother!"
With a devious glint in her eye, Georgie types in, William Moseley, and clicks 'search' as Skandar loudly complains. Amid the laughter, Georgie gasps at the results.
"What is it?" Will asks from his seat on the floor.
Georgie turns in the chair, her eyes wide but the corners of her mouth twitching upwards. "I think maybe the two of you should see this."
*
Skandar expects that Ben will still be sleeping when he bursts into his trailer at four in the morning. The older boy doesn't exactly give the best semblance of coherency just after waking up, but nonetheless, Skandar's got to ask this question before they start filming at the ungodly hour Michael calls 5:45 AM.
But his ever-so-pressing question escapes his mind immediately when he sees that Ben is not sleeping, but in fact leaning towards the screen of his computer with a slight tilt to his lips. Losing his haste and leaning casually against the frame of the trailer's door, Skandar smirks. "I didn't even know the wireless connection worked this far from the city. Looking at something good, Benito?"
As Ben's head snaps up in panic, Skandar crosses the space between them in two strides and leans over Ben's shoulder to see for himself. Ben starts trying to close windows frantically, but his shaking hand keeps making him miss that elusive red x in the corner.
Skandar's grin melts from his face immediately. This is definitely not porn. Or, at least, not the sort he was anticipating.
"I saw Prince Caspian on Friday & the image of Ed in his uniform just wouldn’t leave my head?! Ben, mate, what the hell is this?"
*
"Did you ever search your own name on Google before we turned famous?"
Skandar laughs as he opens another email and promptly sends it to the spam folder. "Yeah, doesn't everyone? I suppose the results would be quite different now."
Will sprawls on the couch and smiles with his eyes closed. "You wouldn't find anything interesting. Just all the same old interviews and facts about the movies."
Chewing his lip, Skandar clicks into a new window and types his name. After a beat, he adds Will's as well, saying with a laugh over his shoulder, "Why don't we check?"
Will's right, Skandar realizes as they click through page after page of results. Dozens of interviews, scores of fansites offering information about their movies and their lives. But just as he's about to close the window and go back to his email, Will points to a link at the bottom of the page.
"That looks different."
Between the shock at what they find and the chain of events it triggers, Skandar doesn't get back to his inbox for hours.
*
Still laughing at a joke from a few minutes earlier, Will and Skandar walk through the door just in time to hear Anna tell Georgie, "…and Will and Skandar are dating…"
Georgie's eyes widen. "That's so odd! And really, a bit creepy."
Will straightens up indignantly. "Excuse me?"
Both girls jump in their seats and look at the boys, still hovering in the doorway. Skandar frowns. "Hey, wait, I thought no-one knew about that. How did you guys find out…?"
"About the stories?" Anna thinks for a moment. "I'm not sure. Maybe a friend showed them to me… or it might have been Lulu. Anyhow, I only read one of them, it was a little too weird for me to keep going-luckily, it was just imaginary letters between the two of you, nothing too graphic-but there's rather a lot of them, even if they're going under the radar."
"What are you talking about?" Will asks incredulously.
"Oh, you don't know?" Anna folds her legs beneath herself. "Some fans amuse themselves by writing stories about us, and quite a lot of them like to imagine that you two are … you know, an item. They enjoy it." She frowns. "Wait, if you didn't know, then what are you talking about?"
Will turns bright red. Skandar covers his eyes and groans.
*
It's while vacationing in Boston-Georgie's idea to go to New England, supposedly a "fantastic way" for the four of them to catch up after filming wrapped up for Dawn Treader-that Will meets her. Later, Anna tells him that he ought to have expected it. Walking around the (fairly large) city without being recognized by anyone, bombarded by flashing cameras or rushed by people wanting autographs, it was only logical that their luck should run out eventually.
"Oh my God! I can't believe it's you!" the girl squeals, directing a open-mouthed grin at Will and completely ignoring the other three standing right next to him. Will smiles uncomfortably and glances at Skandar, who smirks at him and whispers something to Anna.
Will's eyes narrow, but the girl's ripping a piece of paper out of a notebook - Where did that come from? Will wonders, I didn't see her carrying anything - and thrusting it at him with a sleek silver pen. With an indulgent curve of his lips, he scribbles his name at the top and hands it back, looking around to make sure no-one else had noticed and decided to try for an autograph as well.
"Sorry to bother you… Here," the girl says breathlessly, shoving the bottom half of the paper at him and flashing a wide grin. "Just if you're ever interested." She gives him one last smile before turning and walking briskly away. Will glances down at it, then looks after the girl to ask a question (she never even told him what her name was, and this is decidedly not a phone number); but she's already got her cell phone open, and he can vaguely hear squealing.
He furrows his brow; this isn't the usual encounter with a rabid fan. "Isn't 'Dittany' something from a book?"
Skandar rolls his eyes. "Harry Potter. Come on, William, keep up, we're supposed to be all about the children's books."