Love In The Asylum

So I Saw Star Trek

Sun, 26 May 2013 21:01:53 GMT

Thoughts on Star Trek, in no particular order:

( vaguely spoilery things here )

All in all, A++ would fangirl again.

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The Starfleet Corps of Engineers

Sat, 18 Sep 2010 17:57:22 GMT

Should I be worried that my brain is trying to get into new pairings without my permission? I mean, the Kirk/Pike dream last night was pleasant, but I'm pretty sure I don't actually ship that.

(It was a really precious dream though. Kirk and Pike were in an established relationship and had a daughter, but she was being cared for by someone else and at the start of the dream Kirk and Pike were separated because Pike was on a mission and Kirk was on several months of administrative leave, possibly because he'd been injured. He was supposed to be assigned to something like temporarily working on reforms in Starfleet's military prison, but he successfully argued to them that he couldn't deal with that because he already felt so trapped being earthside and away from Pike, so they put him on a big engineering project, fixing a dam or something. And everyone he worked with was really weirded out because they'd heard all of these crazy stories about Captain Kirk but instead they got this quiet, serious guy who was really conscientious about finishing his paperwork. He knew a lot about engineering though, and came up with some good innovations for improving the dam.

Towards the end of the dream, he got a vid-call from Pike that they'd got permission to have their daughter with them on their next long-term mission, so he was really happy, but also sadface because Pike would see her before he did. And then the dream ended with Pike on his ship, also pining for Kirk, but he was all excited because they'd completed their mission early and he was going to get back to earth and go to Kirk's office to surprise him. I guess my subconscious just really likes pining and domestic fluff together.)

...That's coherent enough that I might actually consider adding it to my should-be-writing list. If, you know, I wanted to write Kirk/Pike. WHICH I DON'T. STOP IT BRAIN.

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I Live A Life Of Action and Adventure

Sun, 07 Feb 2010 04:09:30 GMT

It liiiiives!

I just noticed that I've been on radio silence since Monday. Whoops. In my defense it's been a kind of hectic week! What I have been up to:

1. Writing a soul-crushing paper on 12th century French romance for my lit class. In proper form, I picked the one topic that allowed me to go on at length about gendered plot tropes and why the queen thinks the heroic knight is gay, which is mostly because he totally is. Lanval may be one of the earliest examples of the My Girlfriend Who Lives In Canada theme. And I got back the paper on Frankenstein and Dr. Moreau that I thought was completely inane rubbish, mostly because I didn't even pick a topic to write on until 4 in the morning, but my TA apparently disagreed, because I got a very high grade on it. Go me!

2. Researching ways to banish a spirit when sage smudging has already proven to be ineffective, as a favor to a friend who is being particularly hassled by...something. This is not exactly my area of expertise, so I've been hitting up the reference books I have here (which luckily includes my Monster Book of Spells) and relevant members of my family for any ideas of what might work. I wonder if there's a pay-able field for academic magicians?

3. Drowning in a sea of bleargh and phlegm. As it turns out, two and a half all-nighters in two weeks isn't that good for your immune system. Shocking, I know. I started getting sick while I was writing my paper, and the last three days I've just lain around my room whining about how I can't breath through my nose or get my ears to pop or taste anything. And I'm not even sick enough that I can take off class or work, so it's just pathetic all around.

4. Writing fic about Kirk being afraid to give Spock blowjobs because he thinks he'll be allergic to him. THIS IS ALL colourofsaying'S FAULT I SWEAR.

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Busy Like A Very Busy Person

Sat, 23 Jan 2010 07:40:08 GMT

Weekend To-Do List:

1. Readings: The Wedding of Sir Gawain and Dame Ragnell, Floris and Blanchefleur, first three chapters of Brave New World, assigned chapters of Mothers and Others if I get it in the post.

2. Revise one of my in-class poetry exercises for Monday. The place-poem has a couple of metaphors I really love (any chance to use the word vivisection is a good thing!), but the woodcutter poem is probably closer to being something I wouldn't be embarrassed to turn in. I also need to figure out what I'm going to do with the Batman poem I have in my notebook.

3. Work on the Science Fiction paper I have due Tuesday. Or, you know, at least pick something to write about. None of the prompts really sparked my interest, but I didn't read through that closely, so maybe I'll think of something good to write later. I just need to pick one of the prompts that isn't about The Invention of Morel. Since I...haven't read that.

4. Dye my hair. My roots are showing! People will know I'm not a natural purple!

5. Start plotting out my Help_Haiti story. I have thinky thoughts about how this is going to work, if I can pull it off. But I'm pretty sure it will be TOSmovie!era Sulu/Chekov getting-back-together fic - so more or less a sequel to the Wrath of Khan fic I wrote over the summer, with lots of ex-boyfriends awkwardness and not-quite-dating awkwardness and messy emotions all over the place. But first I need to watch the third and fourth movies. For, um, research purposes. Yeah.

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News At Eleven

Wed, 13 Jan 2010 06:01:05 GMT

1. John Cho has the cutest baby in the known universe. Seriously, that sound? Is my ovaries exploding from cute. And now I want to read a million stories where Sulu and Chekov, like, coo over Demora and wear her in a sling on the bridge and teach her physics songs and eeeeeee baby.

2. OMG OMG OMG JUSTICE LEAGUE INTERNATIONAL. With the very real possibility that Mr. Shadow-y Silhouette is Ted (or Jaime. Or J'onn. But it might be Ted!) I am cautiously optimistic, with some reservations. But there will be more room for doubt later when every part of me isn't flailing in glee.

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The Russians Inwented Everything, You Know

Sat, 09 Jan 2010 09:47:34 GMT

masterofmidgets: although I would happily read stories about Chekov getting sloshed and serenading the bridge
colourofsaying: Russia invented karaoke
colourofsaying: Oh - pardon me. /Inwented/
masterofmidgets: and public drunkenness
colourofsaying: (Sulu begs to differ)
colourofsaying: (Since Japan /actually/ invented karaoke)
masterofmidgets: ...now I am imagining Chekov as the dad in My Big Fat Greek Wedding
masterofmidgets: very elaborating explaining how Japanese words have etymological roots in Russian
colourofsaying: Of course!
colourofsaying: Language was invented in Russia
masterofmidgets: and spraying the bridge with Windex to make the computers run faster
colourofsaying: *honestly laughing too hard to type*

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Admit It - If You Had The Chance You Would Do It Too

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 07:05:32 GMT

Things I did today: watched Mythbusters. Watched Hetalia. Watched Ergo Proxy. Watched NCIS. Are you seeing a pattern here yet? So yeah, still feeling blergh, so I took off class and stayed in bed watching TV all day. Hopefully this means I will feel better tomorrow, because I have to work. Ugh.

Oh, and I also talked about Star Trek with colourofsaying:

(Re: a screencap of Chris Pine tweaking Anton Yelchin's curls)

masterofmidgets: and it makes me think that Chris Pine a) has no understanding of your human concept of personal space and b) no impulse control whatsoever

colourofsaying: Like Kirk!

masterofmidgets: and now I want fic where Kirk is always tweaking Chekov's hair

masterofmidgets: and Spock is all, Captain, your behavior is inappropriate for a senior officer of Starfleet

masterofmidgets: and Sulu is all territorial and grrrr

masterofmidgets: but Kirk is like...but he's sproingy!

colourofsaying: And Spock is all '...I did not just hear my /commanding officer/ say that.'

masterofmidgets: you'd think he'd be used to Kirk by now

masterofmidgets: but he insists on getting all offended anyway

masterofmidgets: Chekov just sits there and takes it

masterofmidgets: he got used to it in the dorms at the Academy

masterofmidgets: he had one navigation class that was, like, 90% girls, and none of them would stop touching him
colourofsaying: Which was kind of fun and at least he never suffered from touch deprivation, but also sort of depressing before he figured out that he liked boys anyway.

masterofmidgets: for some reason it was a lot easier to get his potential boyfriends to take him seriously - the girls just tended to coo over him

masterofmidgets: which is off-putting when you are thinking about them naked

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My Good Deed For The Day

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 09:01:12 GMT

Bradley James and Anton Yelchin vs John Cho and Colin Morgan in a shirtless Ultimate Frisbee match. Best mental image ever: yes/HELL YES?

(...this thought is going to get me through the next 12 hours of paper writing.)

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[Fic] Keep Your Distance 2/2

Tue, 08 Sep 2009 01:13:48 GMT

Title: Keep Your Distance
Author: masterofmidgets
Pairing: Kirk/Spock
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: brief (non-graphic) torture
Wordcount: 13329
Summary: In which Jim is lonely (and bored), Spock goes above and beyond the call of duty, and McCoy is going to have a heart atack before he's forty.
Notes: Written for this prompt on the ST Kink Meme (anti-sex pollen makes it so Kirk and Spock can't be around each other), and somehow mutated into something with a plot. This would never have actually been finished if it weren't for hanjuuluver, hand-holder extraordinaire, and colourofsaying , who is awesome enough to beta from halfway around the world.

( When he hears the alarm, Spock is meditating in his quarters. )

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[Fic] Keep Your Distance 1/2

Tue, 08 Sep 2009 01:11:48 GMT

Title: Keep Your Distance
Author: masterofmidgets
Pairing: Kirk/Spock
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: brief (non-graphic) torture
Wordcount: 13329
Summary: In which Jim is lonely (and bored), Spock goes above and beyond the call of duty, and McCoy is going t have a heart atack before he's forty.
Notes: Written for this prompt on the ST Kink Meme (anti-sex pollen makes it so Kirk and Spock can't be around each other), and somehow mutated into something with a plot. This would never have actually been finished if it weren't for hanjuuluver, hand-holder extraordinaire, and colourofsaying , who is awesome enough to beta from halfway around the world.

( The away team has only been surface-side for an hour before McCoy's communicator buzzes. )

Part Two

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Sadly Lacking In Porn Though

Mon, 07 Sep 2009 10:14:58 GMT

DONE DONE DONE OMG DONE.

I decided when I started writing this afternoon that I wasn't going to stop until I finished the damn sex pollen fic, and 3,000 words later, it is finally, finally done. I am so glad to be through with this stupid thing. I mean, I know it's nothing on a Big Bang fic, but this was just supposed to be a quick one-off thing I wrote in one night to build up some kink meme karma. Five weeks and 13,000 words later...I think I have some damn good kink karma now. I hope so, anyway.

Handed it off to my wonderful and amazing beta for the fixing/making it presentable for people to read. And luckily colourofsaying is living in Japan for the next nine months, because it's only 7pm there instead of 4am and she can get through it right off. Barring the necessity of drastic rewrites, I should be able to post it tomorrow.

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Big Damn Fic

Fri, 04 Sep 2009 11:14:16 GMT

Another exerpt from the Sex Pollen Fic I Will Finish If It Kills Me. And, um, I think I have to revise my estimated word count up again from 10k to...longer than 10k. Where did this damn plot come from?

Caution never worked on Kirk; he had a bad habit of getting around Spock’s defenses and forcing him up against the wall. More often than not, it didn’t work, at least in chess – Spock kept the tally in his head, and it stood at 115 wins, 24 losses. But it was a better record than anyone held against him since Gaila was assigned to another starship. And though he was loathe to concede that his interest was anything but academic, it nevertheless brought the faint quirk of a smile to his lips to watch the outrageous moves Kirk devised in his attempts to defeat him.

In the long days after he and Kirk were separated by biology, it was the chess games he thought about most often.

It wasn’t a fixation. Or an obsession. His father would have sternly disapproved if he thought his only son was putting such emotional importance in a pastime, an intellectual exercise used to encourage social bonds with the man his life depended on more days than not.

It was just that he had become accustomed to spending his evenings sitting across a table from Kirk, watching the expression that flickered across the man’s face like firelight and listening to stories that he knew to be gross exaggeration peppered with dramatic license, punctuated by soft exhalations of victory or frustration, depending on whether his latest gambit had succeeded. He…enjoyed it, even. Enjoyed the risks Kirk encouraged him in, enjoyed how transgressive he felt as he took action with only the barest of forethought. Enjoyed the way Kirk smiled at him when he did.

When he played the ship’s computers at chess, there was no risk, no transgression, every move planned a dozen squares ahead and played out diagram-perfect, and for the first time in his life it bored Spock to metaphorical tears.

He started the first game the day after McCoy let them both out of Sickbay, as a way to take his mind off of their predicament and its lack of a solution. He’d played the computer many times before; when he was young, of course, and his mother was too busy to play with him, but also on dull shuttle trips and during quarantine and the week it had snowed too hard to leave the dorm, after the second day when he’d finished all his coursework for the month. The computers were an ideal partner, programmed with a nearly infinite number of moves and capable of responding to any of his.

He gave up on the game after half an hour. It wasn’t challenging. It wasn’t satisfying. It wasn’t Kirk.

The first week he mostly ignored it, and it wasn’t hard, with as many changes in personnel and procedure as he had to implement to work around their condition. Between the paperwork, which had to be filled out in triplicate, and the crew, who did not seem to understand the meaning of final, he barely had time to sleep, let alone start chess games he never finished.

But the second week the Enterprise had settled back into an uncomfortable routine, and Spock found himself with long afternoons stretching before him in which he had no duties to perform. And when he exhausted the possibilities of meditation, and exercise, and the libraries, he found himself thinking, once again, of chess.

At the end of the second week Spock hacked into the Enterprise’s computer and started rewriting the chess program.

AND AFTER THIS IT'S ALL PUNCHING ROMULANS AND CUDDLING.

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Also My Spellcheck Fails At Star Trek

Wed, 26 Aug 2009 03:44:10 GMT

What I am learning from writing the Kirk/Spock anti-sex pollen fic:

1. Spock voice is the hardest thing in the world to get into. I got stuck on this story for like two weeks because I couldn't get into Spock's head space well enough to write him.

2. Scotty is 100000000x worse than Spock. I want to kill all my Scotty dialogue with fire because it is horriblebadawful and I don't know how to fix it.

3. I <3333333333 McCoy all the time. This story isn't about him and he still gets like 5 pages of POV and a huge role later on because he is my favorite ever and I love writing him. If anyone else would read it I would write a novel that was nothing but McCoy wandering around the universe being grumpy at people.

4. I fail at wordcount estimates. I thought this would end up about 2500 words, and then I hit 1500 and they still didn't know what was wrong with Kirk and Spock. And then I thought it would be about 5000 but Kirk hadn't even gotten kidnapped yet. Now it's 7900 and Spock is on the planet walking to the camp of Romulan bounty hunters to rescue Kirk and almost die and then they both get fixed and cuddle in sickbay and have make outs while McCoy makes grumpy faces and argh this fic is never going to end.

colourofsaying , where aaaaaare you? I have ideas and bad dialogue I need to bouce off you!

ETA: also, my Spock is a total mama's boy. I do not believe canon contradicts me on this.

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AKA That One Where They Go Back In Time To Kidnap Whales

Sun, 16 Aug 2009 03:19:54 GMT

Things About Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home That Are Awesome:

1. Kirk/Spock/McCoy - is the Trek threesome of my heart, and this movie did nothing to dissuade me of that opinion. It was full of Kirk and McCoy being married, McCoy trying to get Spock to confide in him, and Kirk teasing Spock and then being sad Spock doesn't love him anymore since he got dead. But then by the end they do love each other, and they prove it with math.

2. Chekov and Sulu's matching leather coats. Not only are they sexy as all hell (Chekov even has leather trousers to go with his, and I wholeheartedly approve of that), but it leads to believe that, like many couples, they share each other's clothes.

3. SPOCK SWEARING OMG IT IS AMAZING.

4. Kirk telling a girl that Spock is a former hippie from Berkeley who did too much LSD in the 60s.

5. Chekov's mad dash through a nuclear submarine after he escapes from an interrogation room (where he is being questioned because they think he is a filthy commie dog, obv) by chucking his phaser at a soldier's head and running away. Oh Chekov, never ever change. Although I do have to wonder why he is the one who is always getting kidnapped and tortured and falling off piers and hitting his head.

6. McCoy being grumpy about 20th century medicine. I love grumpy!McCoy.

7. Sulu flying a helicopter.

8. Uhura. This movie needed about 1000x more Uhura than it had (what movie doesn't?) but the bits she was in were consistently awesome. Also, I have such a girl!crush on Nichelle Nichols.

9. The moment at the end with Spock and Sarek, which was simultaneously both very Vulcan and very touching - they managed to convey, without ever talking about or displaying any actual emotions, how deeply they care for each other, and it made me quite happy.

Also I think there was supposed to be a plot or something, there were whales involved maybe? but it was ridiculous so I focused my attention on more important things, like counting how many times Sulu and Chekov were on screen together and how many times McCoy gave someone the bitch!face. Still, YOU SHOULD SEE THIS MOVIE.

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I Have Inappropriate Conversations, Y/Y?

Wed, 05 Aug 2009 03:51:14 GMT

Tuesdays are boring and I am completely useless, but here's a list of things I did actually do today:

1. Tried to talk diamminesilver into replacing her (dead) iPod with a Zen player, which is what I have, and man oh man do I love it. I'm pretty strongly anti-Apple - their computers may be good, but the OS is incompatible with the way my brain works, everything is absurdly overpriced, and from what I've heard from my Apple-using friends, their customer support is rubbish. Not to mention that diamminesilver's iPod has been malfunctioning every two weeks for as long as I have known her. Whereas Reno, my Zen V+, would probably still run if I ran him over with a bus. Not that I've tried this, although I have on more than one occasion had him violently yanked out of my pocket while biking and sent flying. He's a hardy little bugger, is my point.

2. Perved over foreign heads of state with colourofsaying . The original post on Rahmbamarama seems to have been taken down, but consensus was that although Gorden Brown is a bit sweet and needs a hug, he's not actually attractive in any way. Sarkozy has never yet ben photographed in such a way that he doesn't look like an enormous sleezy douchebaggy creep, probably because that's what he IS. And Vladimir Putin is one sexy, bad-ass, spy-photographing, judo-chopping, tiger-shooting motherfucker who I want to ravish me in a manly fashion. Um. Is it unamerican to want to sex up an enemy leader if he's really really hot?

3. Worked on the anti-sex pollen Kirk/Spock fic. I still hate Spock voice, although it is going to be fun to get to the part where Kirk gets kidnapped and Spock goes very quietly, calmly, logically batshit and insists on going in personally to hurt people and save him even though they can't get within ten feet of each other without passing out. Hey, I read Price of the Phoenix at the lake last week, losing it over shit happening to Jim is what Spock does. McCoy hates them both so much.

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I Am Lacking In Brevity

Fri, 31 Jul 2009 04:27:42 GMT

To build up some meme karma on the Star Trek Kink Meme, since I haven't had any of my prompts filled yet, I decided to try filling a couple this afternoon.

...I knew there was a reason I haven't been writing kink meme prompts. I'm 2100 words into an anti-sex pollen Kirk/Spock fic, and they are still in Sickbay. They just figured out that the plant made it so they can't get within ten feet of each other. I've still got tons of emotional issues and a major action scene and Kirk almost dying to write. What the hell, brain?

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James T Kirk Does Not Have Time For Subtlety

Thu, 30 Jul 2009 22:26:45 GMT

Note: this started out as a conversation about how Kirk gives people terrible birthday presents, like copies of the Orion Kama Sutra, or coupons for the whorehouse on Rigel VII, or kidnapping them and leaving them tied to the bed of their secret crush. I blame all of this on colourofsaying .

colourofsaying : A psychic plant.
Do those plants receive or project or both?
masterofmidgets : probably both
for maximum ridiculousness
espically ridiculous if it projects totally at random
like, Sulu is in his room, and suddenly Lt Riley can't stop thinking about Chekov naked
colourofsaying : That would be hilarious
Plant during flowering season would be even better.
masterofmidgets : plant during flowering season is contagious
one breath of pollen and you are seeing what the Captain really wants to do with McCoy
colourofsaying : And then they are seeing what you are thinking about that.
And what other things that makes you think.
colourofsaying : Kirk loves to sneak into the locked parts of the botany labs and redistribute.
He thinks mass crew orgies are excellent for morale.
masterofmidgets : an excellent way to relieve tension on long voyages and foster inter-crew communication
(if "yes, yes, harder, right there, oh god!" counts as communication, I suppose)
colourofsaying : Which Spock does not think counts, but he tends to use psychic barriers during flowering season.
masterofmidgets : which is probably a good thing, because thinking about Spock thinking about sex would probably break most of the crew's brains
colourofsaying : But Kirk would love it.
Any sort of sex is good. He's quite open to it. And anyone having it.
masterofmidgets : Kirk: I knew under that cold, logical exterior beat the heart of a total perv
Kirk: not that wanting my ass is illogical. I mean, have you looked at it lately?
colourofsaying : Spock: I believe that the answer to that question has recently been projected into your mind by [insert latin name of plant].
masterofmidgets : Kirk: and may I just say how flattered I am that you prefer me to subspace scans? Although I don't think I am actually that bendy. But I'm willing to work on that!
colourofsaying : Spock: Subspace scans begin to hold more appeal.
masterofmidgets : Kirk: even if I tell you I know how to do that Vulcan position you've been fantasizing about?
colourofsaying : Spock: ...the logical response seems possibly deleterious to our reputations.
masterofmidgets : Kirk:...you have met me before, haven't you?
Kirk: besides, the entire crew's thought we were doing it since that time I fainted in your arms on Seti Alpha VI
colourofsaying : Chekov: *blinkblink*
Sulu: *agrees mentally*
Spock: This is not your concern, ensign.
masterofmidgets : Kirk: or maybe since your old future self badtouched my brain, I'm not really sure
colourofsaying : Spock: I do not believe I have come across a reference to this incident in the logs...
masterofmidgets : Kirk: and you WON'T, thank you Mr. First Officer. Let's just say it was...instructive and leave it at that, okay?
colourofsaying : Spock: ...your mind projects equally to your vocal cords, were you aware?
masterofmidgets : Kirk: good god, why are we still talking about this when I can see myself sucking dick in your head?
Kirk: I don't even care I said that on the bridge in front of the Commander of the Klingon Fleet.
colourofsaying : Spock: I believe he may have been rendered unconcious by the strength - or subject - of your projections, Captain.
masterofmidgets : Kirk: Then Sulu, fire photons on the Klingon vessel and I am declaring this crisis officially over. I have a First Officer to go violate the Starfleet Code of Conduct with.
colourofsaying : Spock: Captain, I believe this is a gross violation of - ppphmmf
Kirk: *smug* I believe that is the point.

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[Fic] All The Steps We Take - TOS Sulu/Chekov

Thu, 23 Jul 2009 00:55:05 GMT

Title: All the Steps We Take
Rating: R
Series: Star Trek TOS (set at the end of Wrath of Khan)
Characters/Pairings: Sulu/Chekov
Warning: references canon torture/mind control
Summary: The last five years matter less than the last three days
Notes: I watched WoK this weekend, and there is a scene where the captain of the Reliant explains what Khan did to them with the Ceti eels, while Chekov just stands in Kirk's arms and shakes. I had to write fic. colourofsaying , as always, is the awesomest beta/hand-holder ever.

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[Fic] The Enemy Without - Star Trek: TOS

Thu, 09 Jul 2009 00:04:19 GMT

Title: The Enemy Without
Fandom: Star Trek: TOS
Rating: R for subject matter
Warnings: references (canon!) attempted rape
Wordcount: 433
Notes: I've been meaning to write this for awhile, because even though The Enemy Within is a really good episode, it kind of skeeved me out. But then I got distracted by other things and forgot about it. And then last night I woke up at 4 am and realized how I wanted to write this. Thanks to colourofsaying for looking it over for me even though she's in Annapolis.

( Fact: Yeoman Rand left the show mid-season 1 )

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A Captain May Brag About Things That He's Done With His Women

Thu, 25 Jun 2009 02:15:01 GMT

Three Things About Wednesday (ha, yes, I am rocking the lists lately)

1. My dad and I have a tentative agreement that I cook Mon/Wed, he cooks Tues/Thurs, and the weekends are up for grabs. Today was my turn, and I tried out a new orange beef recipe I found online. OM NOM NOM ORANGEY. I think it could have used more chile peppers, but then I like things scorching hot. Surprisingly though the 3 tablespoons of ginger was not too much. VERY GOOD WOULD NOM AGAIN.

2. Since I'm hanging around the house and not seeing anyone except my dad mostly, I'm taking the opportunity to experiment with my hair routine, since I don't have to worry about going out looking like a freakshow. Today's experiment: aloe vera+scrunching - unqualified success. Impressive since I hate hair gel and mousse and spray and basically anything that makes my hair feel sticky or stiff. Aloe vera makes my hair look awesome without doing that. There would be pictures, but my dad made me take a walk with him and it's about to thunderstorm, so the wind's like 30 mph. D:

3. Oh PAD. Stop trying to make me not hate you by having boykissing in your books. I'm still not going to read them, but now I'm going to be annoyed that no one will post the boykissing in SD2.0 *pouts*

3a. Um. I am pretty sure that this video wins everything forever. *hearts hearts hearts* I really feel like it needs to be shared.

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Mon, 15 Jun 2009 06:09:27 GMT

Met up with diamminesilver and hanjuuluver today for our One Big Hanging-Out Day before they both head off for parts unknown (ie Indiana and Colorado) for the rest of the month. This is one of the times I really hate the quarters system we have, since all my friends get off way earlier than I do and we don't get the chance to hang out.

Saw Star Trek for the second time, and it was just as awesome if not more than the first. I think I love Kirk about 1000x times more than I did before. And bitchface!Spock, my god. And I converted hanjuuluver into a Chekov-lover and probably a Sulu/Chekov shipper because she is awesome that way. Did get into a fight with diamminesilver because she hates Star Trek and it makes me sad...um, sorry about that?

My dad scored us free movie passes through one of his clients, so we also saw Up. LOVE LOVE LOVE SO MUCH LOVE. I don't think I've seen a kids' movie in ages that broke my heart so many times. I was basically crying for a good 2/3rds of the movie. But in a good way! Because it's sad and sweet and so cute and heart-felt and LOVE. Also, Dug is about the doggiest dog I have ever seen in a movie. :)

I'm adding Dexter to my list of shows to watch this summer. I watched the first episode last night and it's...okay, the actual premise is INCREDIBLY STUPID. The whole thing with the foster dad seeing at age that Dexter is a psychotic sociopath so he decides to train him to use his serial killer powers for good, or at least lesser evil? IS STUPID. Why the hell would you not put this kid into massive amounts of therapy? Why would a kid whose moral compass is so fucked up he's a serial killer by his teens listen to an authority figure telling him why and when to kill people? Why would the dad not TURN HIM OVER TO THE COPS? THE STUPID, IT BURNS.

But if I can get past the agonizing stupidity of the set-up, it's totally my kind of show and I think I could get really into it. I love serial killers (in, like, a non-creepy way?) and I love serial killer story lines in cop dramas. And I love the idea of someone who has this perfect normal mask but underneath it he is just a seething mass of issues and psychosis. It's more or less the same reason I love Death Note. It's just another form of identity porn, really.

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[Fanfic]: Advance and Retreat

Wed, 27 May 2009 00:22:22 GMT

Title: Advance and Retreat
Author: masterofmidgets
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sulu/Chekov
Word Count: 4667
Disclaimer: Don't own, not making any money. I'm just in this for the porn.
Summary: A man who knows what to do with a sword is a man anyone would think twice about messing with.
A/N: I blame all of this on colourofsaying .

( The night shift doesn’t relieve the bridge crew until 0300, long after the lights on the Enterprise have been dimmed to a facsimile of night, and by then Sulu would be perfectly happy to never see another control panel again. )

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Fri, 22 May 2009 07:46:44 GMT

At work today I got moved to a brand new pool, unofficially known as 'People We Have Called a Fuckton of Times So Now We Are Leaving Them Voicemails'. It was very strange to not automatically click through as soon as someone's voicemail started, but leaving chirpy messages was fun, and hopefully this will help reduce the number of people bitching me out because of how much we call them, like it's our fault they never answer their goddamn phones. Anyway, since these are people who categorically don't pick up, it was a veeeery quiet shift and I had lots of time to think about writing.

I want to write Star Trek fic so badly right now and it's driving me crazy, because even if I weren't dead exhausted I have so much real work to do it isn't even funny. But...but...there are so many story ideas floating around in my head! Like...the one where some of younger engineers are picking on Chekov because of his accent, so Sulu decides to teach him fencing so he can defend himself, and then one thing leads to another and there is giggly making out on the gym mats. Or the one where Kirk gets it into his head that it is his Captainly Duty to get Chekov a) drunk and b) laid, and Chekov, who of course hero-worships him like whoa, is all wide-eyed and speechless and terrified and the rest of the bridge crew is like ARE YOU MENTALLY DAMAGED and decides Kirk is never allowed near him alone again. Or the one where Kirk wants to make McCoy and/or Spock jealous, so he tries to systematically sleep his way through his entire crew, with a color-coded chart and everything, but everyone is on to him by then, so all he ends up doing, like, one girl on the med team and almost Chekov (before Uhura catches him hitting on the kid and drags him off by his ear) before McCoy and/or Spock take pity on him and sleep with him just so he'll stop embarrassing himself. Or the one where Kirk has a choking kink and McCoy is seriously freaked out by the bruises.

And this is just me skimming the better, more coherent ideas off the top. Damnit, why do I have the most ideas when I can't get any writing done?

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