she says I like long walks and sci-fi movies

RIONA JUST DID A LITTLE DANCE ON THE SOFA RIGHT NEXT TO ME

By which I mean, hello, I am at the house of the lovely rionaleonhart. (Those of you who also have her friended will be aware of this. Possibly this will have something to do with the insane entry we made in her journal at We Should Have Been Asleep o'clock last night, but there we go. For those of you have been spared this, you are spared no longer! It is here.)

ANYWAY THAT IS NOT WHY I AM POSTING. I apologise whole-heartedly to you poor long-suffering people who are friends of both me and Riona, and are members of derrenbrownfic, because this will now be the third time you have seen this announcement, but NEVER MIND, this apparently is worth pimping the hell out of in all possible locations.

rionaleonhart and I are co-writing an epic and sprawling fic about the amazing time-travelling adventures of Derren Brown as the Doctor's companion (yes, really), and we have just posted the first part in this fic's BRAND NEW COMMUNITY, andtimetravel.

You can find the first section, In Which Derren Discovers That Doctor Who and Pokémon Are Not Quite As Fictional As He May Have Imagined, here

SHUT UP, RIONA REALLY LIKES POKÉMON, OKAY. MOST OF THE POKÉMON WORDS ARE HERS.

Possibly there may be a sea-serpent involved. You'll just have to read it to find out more about that (totally worth it).

IN WORDS THAT ARE NOT ABOUT andtimetravel, and which are also slightly redundant if you read that entry I linked to at the start of this post, we have been watching copious amounts of Merlin (with a bonus reipan - er, she was in the room with us, not on the television, I should point out) and also playing ridiculous video games - FINAL FANTASY XII AND WE ♥ KATAMARI WHAT WHAT WHAT AM I EVEN DOING WITH MY LIFE - and it has all been brilliant. This is despite British Rail's best efforts to not allow me to get here, as the train I was on spectacularly failed to remain working and we were all kicked off at some ridiculous station that was not where I wanted to go, and then graciously allowed to get on another train that was going where I wanted, but it had the unfortunate disadvantage of having people from four different trains travelling on it, and so I had to stand up with my bags for an hour and a half, ajdjadjkaskja FAIL BRITISH PUBLIC TRANSPORT. And then, and then, it got me to where I had to legitimately change trains too late for my ticket to work, so I had to buy another one. ANGER. But I am here now, and it is awesome (andtimetravel andtimetravel andtimetravel) so that's all right.

What we are going to do now is go into town and make faintly embarrassing purchases. What I love about the internets is that 'faintly embarrassing purchases' loses all kind of terrifying sinister and/or sexual connotations and instead means WE ARE GOING TO BUY ROBIN HOOD AND MERLIN DVDS, LOLOL WE ARE SUCH CHILDREN.

(RIONA, PLEASE STOP PROOF-READING THIS JOURNAL OVER MY SHOULDER, OKAY, GO AND WRITE MORE RUBBISH ABOUT POKÉMON)

In conclusion: andtimetravel, and I will be back from the land of Riona tomorrow.

♥ ♥ ♥

FINALLY, this thing is finished.

Title: I Don't Believe It
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Rating: PG - possibly a PG13, but only for language.
Word Count: ~3600
Disclaimer: Merlin belongs to the BBC and not me, Sin City belongs to people other than me, and I am most definitely not making any money from this.
Summary: Written for the reel_merlin challenge, with the film prompt of Sin City. This is kind of one part Sin City, one part Merlin and one part actual madness. It involves Arthur being foolish with an arrow, Merlin telling a series of ridiculous lies and Camelot getting into trouble.
A/N: There is actually no possible way I could have got this finished at all, and definitely not before the deadline, had it not been for rionaleonhart being an amazing beta, and person, and in short I probably owe her at least one of my vital organs. The title is also lovingly taken from something else that does not belong to me (One Foot in the Grave), and not without a hefty dose of irony. This is not even remotely what I thought I would end up writing when I signed up for this thing, but it is at least better than I thought it would be! Er, hurray?


( Arthur's face is doing that suspicious thing it does whenever he thinks Merlin is trying to do something - well, something like this. )