Wow, this is a bit scary, but okay. Let’s see…in no particular order…
Compromised. AOS. A short Star Trek fic taking place after the Narada has been destroyed and before they’re all back on earth. Basically my version of how Spock realized that Jim Kirk was His Captain, no matter where they might serve in the future. I also tried something stylistically, where we only see things sort of numbly through Spock’s mind for the first 2/3 and then Kirk’s dialog cuts through it. It was fun to play with. Also, I made many people cry, apparently.
A Bleary, Hopeful Shade of Blue. Pinto. Remember that instagram picture of Zach holding a baby that looked just like him? Well this happened. And I’m still writing it, if you count the other fics in the ‘verse…tho I think this will be the last one.
Prelude in C. Twilight prequel (Carlisle, Edward, Esme). This is a novel, actually. 240k words. The story of how Carlisle goes from being a solitary, somewhat self-loathing creature to the head of a family… because I though that transition must be interesting to explore. Music was basically a 4th main character, and I’m sad that my old playlist is dead. I started cleaning it up and transferring it to AO3, with historic photos and music links, but then got distracted by Spirk. So please excuse the very messy, anti-multimedia world of ffn.
Assumptions/Revelations. Pinto. For the kinkmeme. These are really one story. A kinkier version of the boys, without so much angst or baby vomit. It was fun to write. Also, remember where we left the boys in Weight of a Gaze, with Chris dangling blindfolded and naked from the ceiling and guests about to be invited into the room? I keep wondering if that’s not a mean place to leave him. Maybe he’s cold…
“What Spring Does…” Pinto. I have a thing for the poetry fics. This is my very short, very porny entry to the genre, inspired by an overheard tumblr conversation.