Tuesday, February 10th, 2009 06:04 pm
merlin recs, the continuing adventures
Slowly but surely, I am clearing my rec this damn thing list.
And In His Hands, A Weapon by
laceymcbain - okay, the thing is, Merlin is doing to me what QaF did. I have no freaking clue how to define gen and slash, and a very real part of me wants to break them all down to "They are not fucking yet" and "They are totally doing it". We'll say gen option one and go with that. That said.
I love this fic. It has an evil sorceress, and Merlin being very brave and Arthur being very awesome, and they're adorable and sometimes, you just look at them and think, they are the stuff of legend and kinda feel afraid and yet warm. It's like proof that that idiotic guy in freshman English who joined a frat and lived on nachos and the guy you know exists outside chem class but can't prove it really do learn to interact with other people and then save the world. Or fake it extraordinarily well. My love for this fic is pure and involves puppies and rainbows. Also, Arthur is fighting with a sword. If you are not aware the fastest way to gain my attention is Arthur earnestly trying to kill things, you have not been reading here long.
(See Sheppard, John, with gun. I rest my case.)
I'll Be the Platform Shoes by
raphaela667 - Modern Political AU - I have no way to articulate that this story charms me into re-reading it pretty much three times a week. It's just incredibly adorable. It's adorable in ways that haven't been invented until now. This is my comfort fic.
Aftermath by
shinetheway - a wonderfully sweet, wonderfully wistful look at Arthur after Valiant, and Merlin being incredibly, awesomely Merlin. There is a lot of Totally Platonic Really touching. There is oil. I--you see why the word 'gen' just really no longer applies?
And In His Hands, A Weapon by
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I love this fic. It has an evil sorceress, and Merlin being very brave and Arthur being very awesome, and they're adorable and sometimes, you just look at them and think, they are the stuff of legend and kinda feel afraid and yet warm. It's like proof that that idiotic guy in freshman English who joined a frat and lived on nachos and the guy you know exists outside chem class but can't prove it really do learn to interact with other people and then save the world. Or fake it extraordinarily well. My love for this fic is pure and involves puppies and rainbows. Also, Arthur is fighting with a sword. If you are not aware the fastest way to gain my attention is Arthur earnestly trying to kill things, you have not been reading here long.
(See Sheppard, John, with gun. I rest my case.)
I'll Be the Platform Shoes by
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Aftermath by
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