Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.
My mother just came in the room and said "I know where I went wrong with you. When you mouthed off as a kid, I should've locked you in a cage."
Me: "Y... you're not supposed to watch Dateline trauma documentaries and get ideas."
Mother: "Hmm, I wonder if they still make them big enough... "
I've finally got the ball rolling on rainscene, if anyone was waiting for, um. Actual updates. XD This has been somewhat slowed by reading Merlin fic all weekend. I think some of the gay porn was less slashy than the show. ("Oh, Merlin saved Arthur's life? And then Arthur slung him over his shoulder and carried him to bed? And then Merlin tossed and turned, moaning Arthur's name and begging him to go faster? I could get that in canon.")
My new favorite article:
CAMPALOT AND THE COURT OF QUEEN ARTHUR.
And the show's producer and co-creater Johnny Capps revealed the growing army of gay fans wouldn't be disappointed by the rest of the series. "It is a very, very intense friendship. All epic tales have some elements of homoeroticism in them, so we were always going to pose these sorts of questions. These are men fighting with swords who get up to desperate things."
Arthur and Merlin meet on a happy note, with plenty of, ah, loving endearments and physical affection.
They continue to respect and value one another.
Merlin becomes Arthur's manservant (manservant!), which involves clothing him, watching him get dressed, and making up his bed. (There are also great lines like "SOMEONE needs to muck out my stables." Hop to it, Merlin!)
Arthur enjoys mocking and humiliating Merlin on a regular basis. Merlin likes it.
Intense candlelit declarations of trust!
"Father, I'm coming out. Here is my boyfriend. He's not very bright, but his blowjobs are like... magic."
"Seriously?"
"Will you share?"
"What the king wants, the king gets..."
"......Is it too late to run?"
I can't decide which is sexier: Arthur, for being so strong and broad and blond, or Uther, for being Anthony Stewart Head. (Right now Arthur is winning. That hair. Look at it! It's begging for someone to comb their fingers through it. I volunteer.)
You can't really see it, but here is Merlin over Arthur's shoulder. Yum.
And here is Merlin sweaty and panting on the bed, breathing Arthur's name and moaning "Faster... go faster... " (It's not much better in context.)
LANCELOT! You may recognize him as the druggie clairvoyant from Heroes.
Arthur puts Lancelot on his ass:
Merlin approves.
The filthy innuendo writes itself.
LOOK AT THOSE EYES. COULD YOU RESIST?
EPIC HOMOEROTICISM YAY!
Me: "Y... you're not supposed to watch Dateline trauma documentaries and get ideas."
Mother: "Hmm, I wonder if they still make them big enough... "
I've finally got the ball rolling on rainscene, if anyone was waiting for, um. Actual updates. XD This has been somewhat slowed by reading Merlin fic all weekend. I think some of the gay porn was less slashy than the show. ("Oh, Merlin saved Arthur's life? And then Arthur slung him over his shoulder and carried him to bed? And then Merlin tossed and turned, moaning Arthur's name and begging him to go faster? I could get that in canon.")
My new favorite article:
CAMPALOT AND THE COURT OF QUEEN ARTHUR.
And the show's producer and co-creater Johnny Capps revealed the growing army of gay fans wouldn't be disappointed by the rest of the series. "It is a very, very intense friendship. All epic tales have some elements of homoeroticism in them, so we were always going to pose these sorts of questions. These are men fighting with swords who get up to desperate things."
Arthur and Merlin meet on a happy note, with plenty of, ah, loving endearments and physical affection.
They continue to respect and value one another.
Merlin becomes Arthur's manservant (manservant!), which involves clothing him, watching him get dressed, and making up his bed. (There are also great lines like "SOMEONE needs to muck out my stables." Hop to it, Merlin!)
Arthur enjoys mocking and humiliating Merlin on a regular basis. Merlin likes it.
Intense candlelit declarations of trust!
"Father, I'm coming out. Here is my boyfriend. He's not very bright, but his blowjobs are like... magic."
"Seriously?"
"Will you share?"
"What the king wants, the king gets..."
"......Is it too late to run?"
I can't decide which is sexier: Arthur, for being so strong and broad and blond, or Uther, for being Anthony Stewart Head. (Right now Arthur is winning. That hair. Look at it! It's begging for someone to comb their fingers through it. I volunteer.)
You can't really see it, but here is Merlin over Arthur's shoulder. Yum.
And here is Merlin sweaty and panting on the bed, breathing Arthur's name and moaning "Faster... go faster... " (It's not much better in context.)
LANCELOT! You may recognize him as the druggie clairvoyant from Heroes.
Arthur puts Lancelot on his ass:
Merlin approves.
The filthy innuendo writes itself.
LOOK AT THOSE EYES. COULD YOU RESIST?
EPIC HOMOEROTICISM YAY!