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“Pon Farr and You”

Vulcans = total prudes. Sarek probably just gave Spock a pamphlet with he was thirteen: “Pon Farr and You”. 

from: Author’s Noteof  Lanaea’s Star Trek fic Home(Ch17)

I just love this story soooooooooooooooooooooooo much♡

It’s a shame I can’t tell my feelings about this story appropriately because my Language skills sucks…………………T^T

I’ve actually written 9/10ths of an ending for this story because I love it so much and I hate that it was abandoned.

This art is AMAZING!

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read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2pGH1OV

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Chris was just trying to do a good deed. Zach was just trying to get his attention.

Words: 6410, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2pGH1OV

Ato, it was so good! It made my heart feel so warm and full! I loved every part of Chris and Zach’s phone conversation, especially. I should have probably waited until morning to read it but I’m glad I read it tonight because it just made me feel so good. Like being in a really green forest on a sunny day, but with words. Also I got to leave the first kudos!

Thank you so much!  I’m really glad you enjoyed it!  I want to copy and past this into AO3 so I can always go back and look at the sunny green forest description…le sigh.  That was lovely.

Thank you for letting me know what you thought and leaving kudos.  Happy Pinto de Mayo!

ato-the-bean:

psychoticpterodactyl16 replied to your post:
Oooh! Do “before the beginning” for your Pinto de…

Have you done POV for it yet?

Nope. I’m going to break for dinner, and then I’ll do that when I get back. I know just the moment to do.

Here’s the Before the Beginning I wrote here from Chris’ POV.

Chris just stared at his phone. 

Poor Zach.  With everything else that had happened the last few months — all the drama with Miles and the play falling through — now Noah was sick?  He scratched Wednesday’s ears as he thought about a response.  What he wanted  to do was drop everything and be by Zach’s side through this, but he wasn’t sure they had that sort of relationship anymore.  If they ever really had.  He bit his lip, thumb hesitating over the keys. 

Oh fuck it.  He typed quickly, before he could think better of it.

Chris:  Do you want me to come out?   You shouldn’t have to be alone when you put him down.

The wait for the reply seemed endless, and when it came, something cold and heavy settled in Chris’ stomach.

Zach: Thanks, but I think I need to do it alone.  Appreciate the offer.  Let’s talk soon.

Chris set the phone down and took Wednesday outside to the garden.  He’d respond later, when his disappointment wasn’t a taste in his mouth and he could be supportive within whatever boundaries Zach set for their relationship.  He hoped it would be soon enough that Zach wouldn’t notice the delay.