nekare: Prophesy [Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, PG-13]
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Summary: In which Merlin dreams, and sometimes, his dreams come true.

[The first few lines are clunkers, but read on. The story is very grand, shot through with what's to come. And the last bit is killer.] HThere’s silence, and then they’re alone with a corpse between them, breathing hard. They’re still both holding their swords. Arthur is not king yet, and Merlin is but a servant, but the moment feels worn, threadbare, already lived-in, and Merlin wants to sink into it, and wants to escape it at the same time. Past and present and future melt together, for a moment.

In which Merlin dreams, and sometimes, his dreams come true.

There is a kingdom, its name stuff of legend, never to be forgotten. There is a sword, its name almost as famous, but that has only just begun. There is a king, and there is a magician, but sometimes they’re just boys, just a prince and a servant.

“You think I could see the future?” Merlin asks out of the sudden, and Gaius raises his eyebrows at him. “Probably. We can never tell for sure, with your powers.” He indicates he should stir harder, and points at the next herb he should use. “The real issue here, Merlin, is whether you would want to.” Merlin frowns, stirs too hard and has to start all over again. The answer is no, he doesn’t really want to, but that doesn’t seem to be an option.

merlin dreams prophesy.

Merlin dreams.

用一個又一個梅林的夢來寫出Authurian legend的未來，預知夢的形式很適合這種英國古老傳說。 最後一句又是甜到後來給你補個一刀。

In which Merlin dreams, and sometimes, his dreams come true. A fic which leaps from vision to vision, so you're not quite sure what's happening, but there's a common thread of plot running through that's keeping you there.

""Making notations for future generations," Merlin clarified and turned back to his sentence; …makes twice as much mess as the usual spell. Arthur scoffed. "No, Merlin," Arthur told him, reading over the remark, "That's just you." "Says you," Merlin muttered, thinking of socks on the floor and chairs strewn with sweaty, muddy shirts. Arthur plucked the pen from his hand then and wrote beneath Merlin's note: Do not believe this. Merlin is hopelessly messy. You should see his room. Merlin cried, "Hey!" and snatched back his pen. Arthur looked entirely too smug. And this was how it began."

Books are defaced. But it's all for a good cause. Really.

Arthur had written, 'I am the crown prince. You will not tell me what to do,' beneath Merlin's red underlines. Merlin wrote, 'It's my book.' Arthur followed up with, 'It's in my drawer,' to which Merlin retorted, 'Then write on your drawers.' In response to this Arthur drew a pair of women's underwear with an arrow pointing to them reading, 'Merlin's.' Merlin rolled his eyes and imagined that Arthur had probably been extremely proud of himself for that one. Merlin wrote, 'Spell for Turning Arthur into a Woman,' and then the incantation beneath. He should have seen it coming, Merlin decided, the next day when he saw that Arthur had crossed out Arthur, written Merlin above it and then followed up with 'NOT REQUIRED BECAUSE HE'S ALREADY ONE. '

Merlin's suspicions that his artwork was atrocious were confirmed when he found a note several days later, printed in pencil, beneath his diagram. It read: (1) Never draw again, unless this is illustrating some hellish creature in which case congratulations on effectively conveying the horror of its appearance. (2) If I find this book open and lying on your bed for all to see one more time I will put laxatives in your soup. (3) STOP WRITING IN THIS BOOK.

This is a very useful spell, Merlin wrote. He formed the letters carefully, small so he could write more later, if he needed to, and did not at all wonder if he was going to get in trouble or be cursed or something for writing in the margins of an ancient spell book.

Merlin and Arthur's relationship played out through Merlin's magic book. Rated:PG-13ish

Normally I wouldn't link to merlin/arthur fic, but this is something special in that it's actually quite good.

in which merlin accidentally turns himself into a girl for a few days, because sometimes these things just happen.

Merlin accidentally turns himself into a girl. Short and sweet.

Girl!Merlin

Wherein Merlin accidentally turns himself into a girl. "Apparently, unknown to Merlin thus far, 'you look nice' in Arthur speak is in fact code for 'I would like to sneak down to your chambers at night and do all sorts of filthy things to you and your new ladyparts'. And apparently, also unknown to Merlin, when he replies with 'bugger off', he actually means 'I am surprisingly okay with that, and Christ, please do that thing with your tongue again, don't stop now'."

"Merlin," he says, loudly and accusingly, eyes wide, "you've got tits!"

Gauis looks at Merlin, and for the first time since Merlin woke up missing a Y chromosone, doesn't do a double-take. Merlin grins at him. "Well done, thank you, what did you do, what worked in the end? Thank you!" he says, all in a rush. He resists the urge to cup himself through the cloth of his trousers, as though to demonstrate that he's all back to normal, but doesn't quite manage to stop himself from gesturing somewhat gleefully to his crotch.

"I think, uh. I think I have a bit of a problem," Merlin begins.

Apparently, unknown to Merlin thus far, 'you look nice' in Arthur speak is in fact code for 'I would like to sneak down to your chambers at night and do all sorts of filthy things to you and your new ladyparts'.

Arthur hadn't heard the bit about the coin before. His destiny had always been about leadership and making sure to not let any of his knights bed his queen, which, if his queen was supposed to be Merlin, was most definitely never going to be in the cards.

" The destiny bit needed clarification. "This destiny bit needs clarification," Arthur said to the dragon once he and Merlin had returned from that whole dragon-slaying, rescuing Merlin-in-distress business. If the dragon was pleased to see them together, he didn't show it. "Yes," Merlin agreed. "Are we destined to be together -- or just, you know, destined to drive each other mad?""

The first time the dragon told Arthur his destiny was some idiot named Merlin, Arthur laughed. Loudly. And at length.

The first time the dragon told Arthur his destiny was some idiot named Merlin, Arthur laughed. Loudly. And at length. And it had nothing to do with the blow to the head he'd received from that poncy git, Lucan. Arthur's back had been turned for a start, which was why Lucan was in the dungeon and Arthur was talking to a bloody great big dragon.

[merlin. cracky. pg-13. merlin/arthur.] The first time the dragon told Arthur his destiny was some idiot named Merlin, Arthur laughed. Loudly. And at length.

"That's hardly the same thing!" Arthur shouted. "He's a buggering warlock," he said to the dragon. // The dragon's lips curled. "I know."

"The first time the dragon told Arthur his destiny was some idiot named Merlin, Arthur laughed. Loudly. And at length." Hilarious! They've got a destiny but no one said it would be smooth sailing. And the dragon is no help at all.

Arthur learns that Merlin is his destiny - worst destiny *ever*.

Where Arthur avenges Merlin

"Apparently someone else agrees that I need to practice walking on my knees," he says eventually.

Ahhh possessive!Arthur! -- It's not that Arthur won't share his toys, just that he expects to get them back undamaged.

It's not that Arthur won't share his toys, just that he expects to get them back undamaged.

"It's not that Arthur won't share his toys, just that he expects to get them back undamaged." Aah, possessive!Arthur. Just what I needed after #amazonfail.

It's not that Arthur won't share his toys, just that he expects to get them back undamaged

Summary: It's not that Arthur won't share his toys, just that he expects to get them back undamaged

"It's not that Arthur won't share his toys, just that he expects to get them back undamaged."

Arthur avenges Merlin's honor.

Arthur fells Sprowston and straddles him, sword point at his throat. He gets a yield before he's even asked for it. "If you touch anything of mine again," Arthur growls. "I'll have your head." He feels better for the first time since Uther insisted on lending Merlin out. Part of it's just post-fight high, some of it's feeling like a wrong's been righted. He's going to be able to look at Merlin without seeing the marks on his back, the scabbed mess of his knees, without guilt gnawing at his guts.

And then someone gets accused of sorcery, again, and I have to cover for you, *again*, and if Gwen cries because of you even one more time I just might set you on fire myself. Merlin, that's what comes of just peaches." Merlin blinked. "You said--" "I know what I said," Arthur snapped. "Obviously I'd put the fire out right away. But you must learn to be *careful*."

"Honestly, if you're this hopelessly in love with me at the same time that you think I'm stupid enough not to have noticed, I really have to question your taste," Arthur said, and then sighed heavily and kissed him at last.

Arther gives Merlin a warning about using magic for stupid things like summoning fruit and Merlin takes that as an insperation.

Arthur sighed at the beautiful strawberries--which Merlin had added to the otherwise rather dull-looking tray on the way up, only remembering afterward to glance around and check that no one had seen--as though they were an impossible task set before him.

dsudis - Arthur/Merlin, PG --- 4,274

"I know what this is, Merlin."

"My..." Merlin must have poisoned himself eating too many peaches; he must now be in some sort of bizarre fruit-induced daze. It was the only reasonable explanation. Otherwise he would have to believe that Arthur knew all his secrets, held Merlin's life and heart and soul in the palm of his sword-callused hand. "Honestly, if you're this hopelessly in love with me at the same time that you think I'm stupid enough not to have noticed, I really have to question your taste," Arthur said, and then sighed heavily and kissed him at last.

"I know what this is, Merlin." // Merlin attempts to seduce Arthur with fruit?

Merlin - "A peach, which you found for me," Arthur said, stepping closer. "You just happened to find it after I happened to mention peaches. Honestly, you couldn't be more obvious if you went around wearing a sign."

This is what happens when Brendon tells Spanish magazines what music he'd use to seduce someone else.

It's way too early for this.

Ryan laughs. "No, all of the puppies of the world are safe as far as I know. I just... have you noticed increased instances of Barry White on the bus?" / "Barry White is dead, Ryan." Spencer kicks the bus door shut and programs the lock. "Are you being haunted by his ghost? I mean, I know you're crazy, but I'm pretty sure seeing dead people reaches a whole new level of insanity I'm not prepared to deal with."

QUOTE: Breakfast turns into forty-five minutes of Brendon Urie and his Barry White Megamix, all sung to Ryan complete with dramatic hand gestures, while Ryan silently talks himself out of rewriting all of their arrangements for keys too low for Jon and him to reach, just to hear Brendon in that octave always. (7,150 words)

Which album would you use to seduce a person of the opposite sex? "I guess this sounds typical, but clearly Barry White. He's the master of seduction." And which one would you use to seduce someone of the same sex? "The same (laughs)."

recommended. I love how they're such a group of friends. and how ryan is self-aware enough to know how obvious he is.

One-shot. Brendon has a Barry White plan. This is funny and and kind of adorkable and genuine feeling; Ryan's voice, in particular, was really believable. And I loved Jon and Spencer confronting Ryan. (PG-13)

Which album would you use to seduce a person of the opposite sex? "I guess this sounds typical, but clearly Barry White. He's the master of seduction."

Kirk/Spock - Kirk's angsting over his desire for Spock and hiding/avoiding the issue by doing as much work as possible - spock is clueless at first, but catches on, and making out (and/or other various sexual activites) ensues against a wall somewhere. or over a desk, if you'd prefer.

In the world the other Spock had come from, he and Jim hadn't just been friends. They'd been lovers.

Bones is the first to notice he's basically given up on sleeping. Actually, he's surprised nobody else has noticed he could stow Scotty's little green friend in the bags under his eyes, or that as soon as he goes off duty it's all he can do to stand up straight.

It's harder at night, when the bridge is deserted and he can't sleep. Kirk deals with the mindmeld. Spock tries to help.

He did this thing to me, okay, merged our brains or something to show me what happened and how he got here! And now there's all this /stuff/ in my head and it's driving me fucking crazy!

"It wasn't you, it was him!" he yells, pointing out the window, out toward the far-distant cave on Delta Vega. "I'm not lying to you, for God's sake, are you serious? He did this thing to me, okay, merged our brains or something to show me what happened and how he got here! And now there's all this /stuff/ in my head and it's driving me fucking crazy!"

The one where Jim can't sleep nd Spock finds him.

Kirk's angsting over his desire for Spock and hiding/avoiding the issue by doing as much work as possible - Spock is clueless at first, but catches on, and making out ensues against a wall somewhere. or over a desk, if you'd prefer.

Summary : for a prompt at st_xi_kink : Kirk's angsting over his desire for Spock and hiding/avoiding the issue by doing as much work as possible - spock is clueless at first, but catches on, and making out ensues against a wall somewhere. or over a desk, if you'd prefer. 4450-ish words.

Summary: prompt at st_xi_kink : Kirk's angsting over his desire for Spock and hiding/avoiding the issue by doing as much work as possible - Spock is clueless at first, but catches on, and making out ensues against a wall somewhere. or over a desk, if you'd prefer.

by raphaela667, sulu finds out. cute.

Hikaru Sulu does not gossip

surprise! We're in love!

Hikaru Sulu knows everything, but he didn't know this.

(Coming out fic) Hikaru Sulu does not gossip. He is just present when other people say things about people who are not present, and then he sometimes repeats it to more people who might be interested. He doesn't gossip, because most of it is true.

Hikaru Sulu does not gossip. He is just present when other people say things about people who are not present, and then he sometimes repeats it to more people who might be interested. He doesn't gossip, because most of it is true.

Heeee. Sulu knows everything that's going on in the Enterprise. Well, mostly.

Summary: Hikaru Sulu knows everything, but he didn't know this.

"I cannot predict whether you will survive these injuries on the basis of your surviving past injuries."

omg, kid!spock

Starfleet first officers did not regress to childhood without at least submitting prior warning to their commanding officers. They'd established that after the whole Pon Farr mess last year. There were rules about Vulcan biology and scaring the hell out of Jim now. This had to be in violation of at least three of them.

Starfleet first officers did not regress to childhood without at least submitting prior warning to their commanding officers. They'd established that after the whole Pon Farr mess last year. There were rules about Vulcan biology and scaring the hell out of Jim now. This had to be in violation of at least three of them. -- De-aged Spock, est. K/S. Funny yet poignant.

Starfleet first officers did not regress to childhood without at least submitting prior warning to their commanding officers. They'd established that after the whole Pon Farr mess last year. There were rules about Vulcan biology and scaring the hell out of Jim now. This had to be in violation of at least three of them. | PG-13 | Humour, Crack, De-Aging

The one where Spock de-ages and Kirk has to take care of him. Wacky, cracky fun times. :))

Summary: Starfleet first officers did not regress to childhood without at least submitting prior warning to their commanding officers. They'd established that after the whole Pon Farr mess last year. There were rules about Vulcan biology and scaring the hell out of Jim now. This had to be in violation of at least three of them.

ST:AOS. Jim brings Spock home to meet Mom. Wonderful and sweet with a lot of great character development.

“I know your son very well. I know that he is most likely to do what he is told not to do,” Spock says, and she sees a flash of humor in his face, but maybe she imagined that, too. “I wondered if it might be in my interest should you hate me on sight.”

“We want to go to New Vulcan,” he says. “While we’re on leave.” He says ‘we’ the way he’d say ‘I’ – as if there’s no point discussing them as two people, as if he and Spock together are a given in any equation. There are so many beautiful images in here, so many quiet observations and lovely moments and so, so much love. I love this vision of Winona.

"“Yes,” Spock says, tightly, and suddenly Jim’s attention isn’t with their small but perpetual family drama. He’s with Spock, entirely, and she catches the moment when Spock looks up at her son and nods, slight enough that she’d never have seen it if she hadn’t been looking for some reaction. Jim nods back, grins a little, and Spock doesn’t smile back. She knows little of Vulcans, but she doesn’t suppose he would." -- Heart-wrenching portrait of Winona Kirk and the love for her son whose life she hasn't been a part of for a long time now.

Arthur's knights have a great fondness for the term 'cocksucker.' [3,900]

Merlin's hair is a riotous brown mess on his head, which Arthur only notices when Merlin is on his knees before him or when Arthur is watching Merlin from across the room. There could be hundreds of pale, scrawny manservants with piercing blue eyes in all of Camelot, and Arthur would be able to pick out Merlin by his unruly hair alone.

Perhaps Merlin is an infectious disease, and Arthur has no hope of cure.

"In a little under a year, Merlin has become irreplaceable, and if Merlin dies for want of Arthur at his side, Arthur would never be able to live with himself." Arthur gets a tad distracted.

Arthur's knights have a great fondness for the term 'cocksucker.'

Arthur keeps thinking about Merlin, and it doesn't go the way he wants it to go. He's just concerned about Merlin's welfare, that's all.

"Arthur will not even address the matter of Merlin's absurd cheekbones. Perhaps if Merlin actually ate something they would be less pronounced. Perhaps Arthur should tie Merlin down and -- this line of reasoning doesn't seem to be going where it should." Arthur muses on Merlin.

Arthur will not even address the matter of Merlin's absurd cheekbones. Perhaps if Merlin actually ate something they would be less pronounced. Perhaps Arthur should tie Merlin down and -- this line of reasoning doesn't seem to be going where it should.

Summary: Spencer had barely even heard of rugby when he tried out for the team. It was just a way of killing time until Ryan was done with his stupid school magazine. Helping Ryan sift through the lame emo poetry submissions was only funny the first few times. But their west-coast prep school doesn't play soccer or football, so the rugby team turns out to be the coolest thing around, and suddenly Spencer's the school's most popular player. Then Spencer meets Brendon, and everything changes. |__| [my face hurts from grinning at this so hard. this was the cutest, funniest, sweetest, most awesome thing ever and i kind of just want it to never ever ever end.]

Highschool AU, of the best kind, because we've got Brendon/Spencer romance *and* Ryan+Spencer BFFness, plus a fun helping of Ryan/Jon. The one where Spencer plays rugby and is the king, Ryan is his literary-journal obsessed best friend, and Brendon is a theater kid, who Spencer meets when he hurts his leg. The best part, though, is not even the Brendon/Spencer, but this line: "because when you're around you’re the only fucking thing that I see." And that's from Jon to Ryan <3. Primarily Brendon/Spencer and Jon/Ryan, 51000 words.

Really adorable, intensely high-school. Brendon is the drama geek, Spencer is the star flyhalf of the rugby team, Ryan edits the school lit magazine, and Jon is his creepy stalker. Manages to have all those roles filled without becoming unbearably cliche, so props to that.

Spencer had barely even heard of rugby when he tried out for the team. It was just a way of killing time until Ryan was done with his stupid school magazine. Helping Ryan sift through the lame emo poetry submissions was only funny the first few times. But their west-coast prep school doesn't play soccer or football, so the rugby team turns out to be the coolest thing around, and suddenly Spencer's the school's most popular player. Then Spencer meets Brendon, and everything changes.

Spencer had barely even heard of rugby when he tried out for the team. It was just a way of killing time until Ryan was done with his stupid school magazine. Helping Ryan sift through the lame emo poetry submissions was only funny the first few times. But their west-coast prep school doesn't play soccer or football, so the rugby team turns out to be the coolest thing around, and suddenly Spencer's the school's most popular player. Then Spencer meets Brendon, and everything changes. Oh my god is this story amazing. Fantastic Ryan/Spencer friendship, calling acting classes out on their stupidity, failboats in love like whoa, and I really, really love the Jon/Ryan side pairing in this.

Oh my god but this is so cute. And funny. And cute. High School AU of adorable lameness. Spencer’s the *flyhalf* :D

51,000 words. high school AU -- Spencer had barely even heard of rugby when he tried out for the team. It was just a way of killing time until Ryan was done with his stupid school magazine. Helping Ryan sift through the lame emo poetry submissions was only funny the first few times. But their west-coast prep school doesn't play soccer or football, so the rugby team turns out to be the coolest thing around, and suddenly Spencer's the school's most popular player. Then Spencer meets Brendon, and everything changes.

This is fucking amazing. Everything about it is so cute and sweet, even Spencer's mom and her gay freak out. The banter is what really makes this, so read it, because it is a nice, light read that I, personally, never wanted to end. AWKWARD boys for the win.

"The fights follow, all manner of petty and grand: always vicious, always horrible and drawn out because Merlin doesn't know that it isn't about him, not really, and Arthur doesn't know how to set down a weapon until it's tasted blood."

It's easy, right up to the moment when Merlin looks up from his goblet and smiles at him, curious and unsure. He's at least a year younger than Arthur, likely more, and looking lost in all the talk. He's as far from his home as Arthur is, soft and shy in an ill-fitting cloak, too uncultured yet to pay more attention to his guests than his servants. He's pale, bright-eyed, with untidy hair and a crooked smile. He's about to die.

AU where Merlin is the prince and Arthur is the servant. Was thinking it could be set in a world where magic is revered and anyone who doesn't have it is looked down on

For the prompt: AU where Merlin is the prince and Arthur is the servant.

an unlikely Prince, a rebel leader; a boy caught between. For the prompt: AU where Merlin is the Prince and Arthur is the servant.

"Oh no," Merlin assures him later, "you weren't really being punished, they just had to spend a few afternoons arguing about what to do with you." Merlin wrinkles his nose at the very idea of it; he doesn't enjoy such meetings, not long enough an authority to know much about punishing anyone, especially would-be assassins. There must be truth to it, since the king decides on a vague sort of house arrest and rewards him the position of Merlin's manservant, which is, in a general sense, a worse fate for a soldier than being executed.

Merlin stares at the sword in his lap, pulling water from air and earth to run down the blade, break the film of blood (virgin), earth (flooded), and salt (coastal). His cloak is stained with each and there is a livid bruise forming on his side, but this he attends to first, the man and the weapon that keep him alive to do it. "Not everything," he answers, voice low. Arthur is already dozing, adrenaline drained away by the summer sun. He looks up into the harsh white of it, eyes gold and bold with the understanding that no one taught Arthur mercy.

Merlin is prince of a magical kingdom, Arthur the son of the leader of a rebel faction, and the dragons who drape themselves around the castle like cats like Arthur. Fantastic.

(3,600 words) Merlin is the unlikely prince of a magic kingdom, Uther the leader of a rebel faction, and Arthur the son caught between them.

Ryan has a one-man folk duo. It used to be a two-man folk duo, which is, after all, the traditionally accepted paradigm for a folk duo, but his other ("Better," Brendon always said. "Better half!") half took a trip home for the holidays, slipped in some unfortunately spiked eggnog, and fell right into a shotgun wedding.

It's not that Jon isn't hot. It's that Spencer absolutely, positively cannot fuck up Ryan's band.

The one where Ryan's a one-man folk duo.

Ryan has a one-man folk duo.

It's not that Jon isn't hot. It's that Spencer absolutely, positively cannot fuck up Ryan's band

It's called, uh," Jon says, blinking down at his guitar and placing his fingers on it very deliberately. "'I Wasn't That Into Folk Music But I Thought You Were Cute Since The First Time You Walked Into My Starbucks So I Joined The Band Anyway And Now I Like It But You Should Still Go Out With Me'," Jon says. "Working title." "I usually call it 'Spencer'," Ryan says, shrugging. "But sure."

Jon and Ryan's folk-rock duo.

Arthur likes Merlin's ears.

Arthur likes Merlin's ears

Summary: Arthur likes Merlin's ears.

arthur likes merlin's ears.sophie is a bitch. i cry for will. i die from the cute.

The first time they meet, it’s on the playground, when Arthur abandons his half-finished sandcastle to crawl over and pull Merlin’s ear. | Arthur really likes Merlin's ears.

Summary: “If you were hypothetically me and I were hypothetically courting Colin, what would you—and by you I mean me—do to win his heart and make him let you carry him off into the French sunset for a lifetime of sweetsweet lovemaking?” said Bradley. |__| JC Chavez. He is this generation's shakespeare for real

“Yes, but you have magnificent breasts that make people do what you say. I need a plan that doesn’t involve your hypnotic knockers,” said Bradley.

“If you were hypothetically me and I were hypothetically courting Colin, what would you—and by you I mean me—do to win his heart and make him let you carry him off into the French sunset for a lifetime of sweetsweet lovemaking?” said Bradley. Bradley/Colin

Bradley goes to ridiculous lengths, which include stalking and 90's karaoke, to win Colin's affections.

Bradley/Colin, PG-13. “If you were hypothetically me and I were hypothetically courting Colin, what would you—and by you I mean me—do to win his heart and make him let you carry him off into the French sunset for a lifetime of sweetsweet lovemaking?” said Bradley.

“If you were hypothetically me and I were hypothetically courting Colin, what would you—and by you I mean me—do to win his heart and make him let you carry him off into the French sunset for a lifetime of sweetsweet lovemaking?” said Bradley. HAHAHAHA.

Usually the whole real people in fics thing freaks me out, but this one touched my heart somehow and I found myself liking it a lot.

“If you were hypothetically me and I were hypothetically courting Colin, what would you—and by you I mean me—do to win his heart and make him let you carry him off into the French sunset for a lifetime of sweetsweet lovemaking?” said Bradley.

Spencer was bored in math class, which was why he was looking up and noticed the weird kid sitting ahead of him.

Brendon was still staring at his pen. He put it down on the desk and smiled sort of secretly at it, and then – and then it started to float. Brendon Urie is a wizard who's family is being threatened by Voldemort's followers after his older sister Kara kills someone important.

Brendon's the new weird kid in school. But he's weird for a very good reason.

This makes me happy in so many ways; it's my very favourite kind of crossover.

Brendon's the new weird kid in school. But he's weird for a very good reason. It's panic in the hp world sorta.

Harry Potterr au

18000. Brendon the wizard has to hide out at a muggle school when death eaters are after his family.

Brendon and Spencer are college students in Chicago working as elves at Santa's Christmas Wonderland in the mall. At first, Spencer is jealous because Brendon is great with the screaming and crying kids who come to see Santa. He's also just a tiny bit irritated by Brendon's boundless energy and enthusiasm. Then he finds himself developing a crush and pining away for Brendon -- only to be confused by Brendon's sudden affection for Ryan, Spencer's best friend/roommate and Brendon's classmate in a music performance class at school. Ryan works at a bookstore in the mall, Jon works at Starbucks, and there are lots of faily boys having cliched misunderstandings.

n notices Brendon open his mouth to ask another question, and Jon replies, "Photography major." "Do you like, do shows at galleries and stuff? Do you take pictures for people at another job?" Brendon asks, getting on his tiptoes and leaning against the bar. Jon laughs. "Sometimes? I showed at a gallery once." He shrugs. "I'm still looking for a job, so. This is kind of holding me over for a while." He glances at Spencer, narrowing his eyes as though to say, Your elf buddy asks a lot of questions. "That's cool," Brendon says.

Brendon and Spencer are college students in Chicago working as elves at Santa's Christmas Wonderland in the mall.

rendon and Spencer are college students in Chicago working as elves at Santa's Christmas Wonderland in the mall. At first, Spencer is jealous because Brendon is great with the screaming and crying kids who come to see Santa. He's also just a tiny bit irritated by Brendon's boundless energy and enthusiasm. Then he finds himself developing a crush and pining away for Brendon -- only to be confused by Brendon's sudden affection for Ryan, Spencer's best friend/roommate and Brendon's classmate in a music performance class at school. Ryan works at a bookstore in the mall, Jon works at Starbucks, and there are lots of faily boys having cliched misunderstandings.

Brendon and Spencer are college students in Chicago working as elves at Santa's Christmas Wonderland in the mall. At first, Spencer is jealous because Brendon is great with the screaming and crying kids who come to see Santa. He's also just a tiny bit irritated by Brendon's boundless energy and enthusiasm.

Title: The Ten Commandments Don't Apply To Angels Rating: PG-13 (language) Fandom: Supernatural (Spoilers through the premiere of S5) Summary: Dean keeps insisting Castiel do things that humans do; sometimes Castiel is grateful for this, and sometimes...not so much. Mild Dean/Castiel. Notes: BETA CREDIT to [info]51stcenturyfox and [info - personal] girlpearl, who rock. I suppose this is something of an AU. It'll probably be jossed by Thursday anyway. But it was fun to examine the concept of how an angel might cope with human life. Also, yes, I know the commandments are out of order. Cope. [info]sadcypress has podficc'd "The Ten Commandments Don't Apply To Angels", and you can find the recording for download here. It's a great emotive reading and the audio is very clear, so I hope you enjoy it and let her know how she did!

A run through of the ten commandments after Castiel's fallen... or how cas learns to be human, and learns about his and his bodies wants

Man, how did I not bookmark this before? I love fic that deals with Castiel learning to be human, but it's sometimes hard to pull it off -- this fic does it perfectly.

How the commandments apply to Castiel after he falls. Nice concept, neatly executed.

Dean keeps insisting Castiel do things that humans do; sometimes Castiel is grateful for this, and sometimes...not so much.

Summary: Dean keeps insisting Castiel do things that humans do; sometimes Castiel is grateful for this, and sometimes...not so much. Mild Dean/Castiel.

"Were you praying?" Sam asks him. "Yes," Castiel says. "I pray too," Sam says. Sam Winchester did unspeakable things to and with a demon. He has killed. He is unholy in every possible sense of the word. And yet...he is not damned. Perhaps there is hope for Castiel too. Dean just snorts at them from the table where he's cleaning his gun. "God-botherers," he says, shaking his head.

Arthur exiles Merlin for his own safety, but even from afar Merlin manages to make his presence felt anyway.

I have sent you a cat, said Merlin's scrawl. "I see you have also gone insane," Arthur said. || (jkdshg this fic made me laugh so hard i cried.)

Adorable and sweet.

(3300 words) Arthur squinted. On further inspection, it might have said Love, Merlin, but love and Merlin resolutely did not go together, especially not with the letter 'I' in front of them, so Arthur made himself settle on the meringue. Perhaps Merlin had been feeling peckish at the time.

[Arthur exiles Merlin for his own safety, but even from afar Merlin manages to make his presence felt anyway.] Sweet sweet sweet. But not really schmoop or smarm. Like the title, perfect and light on the palate. And of course Merlin has execrable penmanship.

Summary: Arthur exiles Merlin for his own safety, but even from afar Merlin manages to make his presence felt anyway.

Sweet fluff.

There's a masquerade ball at the castle.

10,439 words. Cinderella AU in which Ryan is an orphan taken in by the Smiths. An orphan who is very excited about going to the royal ball, until he discovers he has nothing to wear. LOVE THIS. It's funny and sweet and not really romantic at all, especially for a Cinderella story, but it's awesome! Bonus: Prince Jon and Brendon the fairy godmother. And the limericks. \o/

A Cinderella story. Ryan is in love with Prince Jon, but his real Prince Charming may be a little closer to home than he was expecting.

There's a masquerade ball at the castle. 10k.

A Cinderella story. Ryan/Spencer. PG-13. 10,500 words.

a cinderella story

Once upon a time there was a beautiful young man who lived in a village by the castle. He was tall and elegant and well-dressed when he could afford to be, which wasn't often because he had lost both parents to fever at a very young age. He was taken in by another family who, alas, treated him very poorly— "Hey! We do not!" —and often forced the young man to perform hard labor while they lounged about in indolence. They gave him a room— "Yeah, my room."

"It's nothing to be ashamed of," Brendon said, in the same tone of voice Mrs. Smith had used that day she'd sat Ryan and Spencer down and told them where babies came from. "Enthusiasm can make up for a lack of skill a lot of the time—" "No," Ryan said quickly. "No demonstration." Brendon dropped his hand and sighed. "Pure as the driven snow. It's kind of cute, you know. And just because the opportunity has never presented itself—" "The opportunity has presented itself plenty of times," Ryan said. He began fussing angrily with his cravat.

There's a masquerade ball at the castle. prince jonathan, ryan as cinderella, spencer as his adopted brother, brendon the fairy

"I'll turn into Batman," Spencer says. "You can turn into Robin." "Okay," Ryan says agreeably. Wearing ridiculous outfits and living in a secret lair full of gadgets and fighting crime alongside Spencer doesn't sound like such a bad life, even though Ryan's pretty sure they would suck at fighting crime. Well, he would suck, because he's about as intimidating as a limp noodle, but Spencer would probably kick ass as a masked vigilante. There are unfortunate victims all across the country who have learned the hard way what befalls those who try to steal caffeinated beverages and coveted salty snack foods from the Panic bus. But still. It would be cool. As long as Spencer was there with him.

In which Ryan and Spencer are idiots, their friends are devious, everybody has bad ideas and nobody turns into Batman. **"Why don't I have a pool boy?" Spencer never bothers with hello. "I should have a pool boy to make sure there are no dead birds in my pool when I get home." "I'm coming over, but I'm not going to be your pool boy," Ryan says. "I hope you have food." And Spencer says, "I have a chlorinated dead bird. How hungry are you?"

In which Ryan and Spencer are idiots, their friends are devious, everybody has bad ideas and nobody turns into Batman.

Working title: "GAY!BDEN ANGSTY ANGST." You are warned accordingly! Extra-special disclaimer to this one: I claim no knowledge whatsoever of the actual Brendon Urie's actual sexual orientation. That's his own business, not tinhat material, and also we don't actually know the dude (...unless of course you do, in which case please hit the back button now. D:) Title: those who tell the truth shall die (those who tell the truth shall live forever) Fandom: Panic at the Disco RPF Rating: PG-13ish Pairing: Brendon gen Word Count: ~10,100 Notes: Title from Explosions in the Sky, section headers from a George Takei quote. Many thanks to [info]jocondite for beta help.

"GAY!BDEN ANGSTY ANGST." Hard hurting coming out fic.

Despite his best efforts, touring is inescapably weird because touring is boys and boys and boys. Boys in his space, all the time, boys laughing, boys touching him, all day long, boys everywhere. And sure, when Brendon's up there in performance mode he kinda gets off on the nebulous mass feminine presence of the fans - hell, they all do, its flattering - but it's in front of boys that Brendon really lights up, shows off, sparkles. He knows it. He wonders if its obvious.

He’s in junior high, a tiny, awkward ball of energy, and he's a couple hours into his first ever real show and Brendon Urie has never seen anything like it.

Made-up men and mustached women, exotic dancing and cabaret fashion and surrealist weddings and the lead singer stalking his guitarist hungrily across the stage. The whole thing oozes sexuality, and yeah, it also oozes queer. "I think that says something," Ryan says with satisfaction, "like, that we're secure enough in ourselves to mess with it, you know?" "Yeah," says Brendon, "totally!"

Gay!Brendon angst.

The long, difficult process of coming out for Brendon. Really awesome.

Brendon and coming out

He’s in junior high, a tiny, awkward ball of energy, and he's a couple hours into his first ever real show and Brendon Urie has never seen anything like it. Even at this age Brendon knows enough about music to get that the band (Creed, parent-approved for their vaguely Christian bent) isn’t that great by itself. But being here for this, the live experience, somehow that's totally different. Brendon’s kind of an excitable kid in the first place, but this all-encompassing thrill - mind and body, like he’s part of something huge - this is all new, astonishing, so much holier than church, so much bigger than himself. He wants to live in it forever. It’s the vibration of the bassline coming up through the floor into the soles of his sneakers, the eager way the crowd responds, the heat and percussion and the jostling bodies around him. He’s been half-hard since the show started; it's the first time he’s ever had that physical reaction for very long...

He’s in junior high, a tiny, awkward ball of energy, and he's a couple hours into his first ever real show and Brendon Urie has never seen anything like it. Even at this age Brendon knows enough about music to get that the band (Creed, parent-approved for their vaguely Christian bent) isn’t that great by itself. But being here for this, the live experience, somehow that's totally different. Brendon’s kind of an excitable kid in the first place, but this all-encompassing thrill - mind and body, like he’s part of something huge - this is all new, astonishing, so much holier than church, so much bigger than himself. He wants to live in it forever. It’s the vibration of the bassline coming up through the floor into the soles of his sneakers, the eager way the crowd responds, the heat and percussion and the jostling bodies around him. He’s been half-hard since the show started; it's the first time he’s ever had that physical reaction for very long...

"GAY!BDEN ANGSTY ANGST." (Brendon gen, PG13, +10k)

Working title: "GAY!BDEN ANGSTY ANGST." You are warned accordingly!

“I believe the phrase is ‘glass closet’,” says Spencer, and Brendon kicks his heel against the couch cushions and says lightly, “Can't I have a great glass elevator instead?” "Just make sure it's the right question you're answering," Jon advises him. "Not SO I HEAR YOU'RE IN STAR-CROSSED LOVE WITH RYAN ROSS BUT THE LABEL IS KEEPING YOU APART." Brendon laughs and rolls his eyes, and imagines answering in the affirmative the next time he gets confronted with it - one of their older, weirder devotees, would you describe yourself as queer? or a curious teenager, so my cousin thinks you're cute and he wants to know, do you ever hook up with guys? - and knows he'll never do it.

(Brendon gen, PG13, +10k)

As an up and coming rock star, Arthur Pendragon is used to having people fall at his feet - and Merlin, a thoroughly unimpressed technician, is the only one willing to put him back in his place.

arthur is a rockstar, merlin is a lighting tech who doesn't seem to care.

"You're never going to get anywhere with him." Arthur snorts at him dismissively. "Of course I am. I'm Arthur Pendragon." "And he is Merlin Emrys, and is completely uninterested in anything you have to offer."

As an up and coming rock star, Arthur Pendragon is used to having people fall at his feet - and Merlin, a thoroughly unimpressed technician, is the only one willing to put him back in his place. // I love the way this fic ends!

R. "As an up and coming rock star, Arthur Pendragon is used to having people fall at his feet - and Merlin, a thoroughly unimpressed technician, is the only one willing to put him back in his place." This is the first time for me that a non-porn ending is more satisfying than a porn ending would have been.

College AU. Ryan's friends from Vegas come to visit and meet his hot roommate. Wacky hijinks ensue.

Ryan already knew that Jon was hot. He had eyes, after all, and he only needed glasses when he drove. He also wasn't stupid. So it wasn't like when Brendon leaned in and whispered (definitely loud enough for Jon to hear), "Ryan, your roommate is so fucking hot," a series of synapses fired in Ryan's brain that ended with him getting a big, fat crush on Jon Walker. He'd already been there long before his friends came for a visit. But just because someone wanted something didn't mean he got it and Ryan knew that, too.

Ryan's friends from Vegas come to visit and meet his hot roommate. Wacky hijinks ensue.

"Fuck," Ryan exhaled as Pete let him go and Jon walked over to where Spencer and Gabe were lining up a row of empty bottles to do God-only-knew-what. He caught Spencer giving Jon a surprised glance just before Ashlee stole Ryan's hat and pulled his attention back to them. "Hello to you, too," she said pointedly, adjusting the fedora on her head. Ryan's shoulders sagged. "Sorry," he said, and he really did mean it, "that just didn't play out the way I'd expected it to." Ashlee smiled brightly. "Love makes us do funny things!" "When did I get so obvious?" Ryan sighed. "Uh, at least since you were seventeen and posting half-naked pictures of yourself online?" Pete said, and Ryan scowled. "Oh, for fuck's sake, Ross, stop looking at me like that. It's what got me to read your poetry, isn't it?" "So you keep reminding me every two days."

Summary: College AU. Ryan's friends from Vegas come to visit and meet his hot roommate. Wacky hijinks ensue.

Ahaha, oh god, this is unbetaed and quite horrible! Warnings for IMPROBABLE SITUATIONS, SCHOOMPY RESOLUTIONS, and RYAN ROSS IN ALL HIS GRUMPY GLORY.

Ryan is going to have a Good Day. (A high school AU.)

Ryan is going to have a Good Day.

Ryan had decided it was going to be a good day.

Ryan tries to have a good day

Ryan is going to have a Good Day

It turned out that he didn’t really mind being stuck with Brendon after all. Brendon had always been the slightly hyperactive kid sitting on his own at the back of Ryan’s classes, and Ryan had never taken much interest in him, but he was alright, considering. He was always smiling, for one thing, which wasn’t as annoying as Ryan might have thought, and he seemed happy enough to sit and listen when Ryan talked about why whatever they were studying was crap, and how they should be doing Chuck Palahniuk instead. Today, he plopped down next to him five minutes after Ryan had arrived and said, breathlessly, “Hi, again.” “Hey,” Ryan said, and started to pull out his books. “Um, I meant to say—” Ryan looked up and raised an eyebrow, and Brendon looked a little disconcerted. “I like your shirt,” he told Ryan. “The, uh, the yellow, I mean. Like, um, the sun? I like it.”

"What the fuck is a Twitter?" Spencer asks, leaning out of the bunk to glare at Ryan. Ryan resists the urge to flinch; he's long since become immune to Spencer's bitch face, but it still hurts.

spencer gets a twitter and falls in love

P!ATD MCR fic spencer/bob eventually.... twitter centered

Panic get a Twitter

hree thoughts run through Spencer's head. The first is wow, blunt, much?, the second is god, he's so brave, I really couldn't have done that, and the third is holy fuck Bob Bryar is kissing me. Spencer thinks that the third thought might be the best he's ever had.

Panic get a Twitter.

Panic gets a Twitter. Bob is sneaky.

Panic get a Twitter...

hey, I didn't want to message you guys until I knew who was doing the twittering. From the name change I cleverly figured out who you are, Smith. It's been too long man, how are you guys? PS: this is Bob from MCR, in case you didn't know PPS: Dix says hi

He can barely believe his eyes when he gets an e-mail saying 'Bob Bryar is now following you on Twitter' because seriously, Bob Bryar has a Twitter! He instantly regresses back to his fanboy stage - which was all Ryan's fault, by the way - and follows every member of My Chem.

He can barely believe his eyes when he gets an e-mail saying 'Bob Bryar is now following you on Twitter' because seriously, Bob Bryar has a Twitter! He instantly regresses back to his fanboy stage - which was all Ryan's fault, by the way - and follows every member of My Chem. Frank and Mikey don't seem to update very often, Ray goes on about video games a lot, and Gerard is completely obsessed with coffee, but Bob seems to be enjoying it. He replies to most people and manages to be sarcastic but truthful in almost every update.

Brendon knows exactly what will happen to him if he ever goes back.

Space opera AU. A sequel to Parallax. Brendon knows exactly what will happen to him if he ever goes back. [8,300]

Brendon knows exactly what will happen to him if he ever goes back. Sequel to Parallax.

follows parallax. Brendon knows exactly what will happen to him if he ever goes back.

Brendon rolled onto his side again and reached for Ryan's hand again, held on tight. "I was an awful brat when I was a kid," he said. "So it was punishment, right? A trip to Casicani is a really fucking boring way to spend a few weeks, but I had to go. I didn't even really see anything. The spaceport and the base, they're closed in this huge dome. The planet has a stable atmosphere, so the only reason they have this dome is to keep the prisoners out. There are no guards except at the entrances to the dome. They just... they just drop people down on the surface. They tag the important ones so they can find them if they have to, but most people... They don't survive very long." Follows 'Parallax.'

[8300 words. // PG-13] Brendon knows exactly what will happen to him if he ever goes back.

sequel to parallax.

(A sequel to Parallax.) Brendon knows exactly what will happen to him if he ever goes back.

In which there a sequel to Parallax!

Space opera AU. A sequel to Parallax. (Master post.) Brendon/Jon. PG-13. 8300 words. Many thanks to stele3 and cmonkatiekatie for beta-reading. Brendon knows exactly what will happen to him if he ever goes back.

A sequel to Parallax. Brendon knows exactly what will happen to him if he ever goes back.