When Seth was writing Where Was You he was hoping to make a witty and scathing criticism on the mundane and superficial preoccupations that govern our empty, meaningless, consumer driven lives. And then fuck it, add some zombies, cause zombies always make everything roughly 87% cooler.
But when the inevitable zombie apocalypse finally came around and then decided to stay like that fucked up friend of a friend at the end of a late night, Seth failed to even notice. He would never admit it later on. When he and his fellow survivors would be exchanging stories of those early harrowing days he would always bullshit that he was on the attack from the first undead moan, and not bunkered down swearing like a bitch to his flat screen for the first three days of the end of the world. To be fair, Black Ops 2 had just come out, so he had already barricaded himself in his home with enough biscuits for three days. Fourtune favoured the prepared, even if they were preparing for extreme antisocialism. He always knew video games would one day save his life.
- Friend: I wish I could watch fanfiction.
- Me: I can.
- Friend: ... What?
- Me: Merlin and Sherlock.
- Friend: Those are television shows.
- Me: Television shows that are based on previously existing materials. That's what a fanfic is, isn't it?
- Friend: Mother of God...
Can anyone point me in the direction of a good Merlin/Gwen/Arthur fic? I also wouldn’t say no to a little Morgana, but those are my OT3. It’s just hard to find something that’s all love, and not an angry little triangle.