Friday night was invented for the sole purpose of sitting around listening to David Bowie and catching up on Star Trek fanfiction. And also kicking the shit out of trash cans, but um. That's another matter entirely.

everything you had and what was left after that (NC-17) by re_white
Jim learns fast that very few people get off on having a partner who can't.

Hairy Ankles, Helicopters, and Other Romantic Tales (R) by driftingartist and dochii
What started off as a joss at bad fic and boredom from lack of porn, became an amazing adventure filled with laughs, and love...

Five Reasons Why McCoy Loves Kirk and the One Reason Why Someday He's Going to Rip Out Kirk's Heart and Eat It (NC17) by spikeface
Mirror!Kirk is not a nice guy so why does Mirror!McCoy love him?

Yes, around here we have two speeds: Crack and pornography. That's just how it goes.

This is my Chekov/Sulu icon. I felt it was appropriate, because after spending the afternoon writing about Noam and Elliot's gentle courtly love, I decided to go wander off for some fanfic. And I just read the greatest story that has ever been written in the history of fandom.

Chekov and Sulu Go to White Castle by withthepilot, Chekov/Sulu, Kirk/McCoy, NC17
Sulu wakes up in the middle of nowhere, a.k.a. a seedy motel in New Jersey, in the year 2009. But that's not the only thing that's changed since yesterday.

It's crack. It's porn. It's Harold and Kumar meets Star Trek. It's the greatest thing I've ever seen. It also reminds me, holy shit, I have so much fanfiction to write.

( An itemized list of fic. )

I stood around work last night writing slash in front of god and everyone. And everybody thinks I'm so nice and innocent. Pffffft.

( Wherein tokyoghoststory and I discuss Star Trek. )

You know what this calls for? Star Trek fic recs. Or, I should say Kirk/McCoy fic recs, because I'm on this mother like a boat.

In Which Captain Kirk Does All The Work by lastling, Kirk/McCoy, NC17
Bones is drunk. Kirk sits in his chair, looking at him, sprawled all over his buttons, and sighs. Today of all days, really, he doesn’t want to get drunk, and Bones is.

Esse Quam Videri by cassiejamie, Kirk/McCoy, NC17
Bones gives him an hour. Just one hour to sit on the bridge, still high on the adrenaline that has thus far kept him from falling on his face.

Cowboys and Indians by caelumi, Kirk/McCoy, R
There are so many reasons why Leonard shouldn't be doing this, the first and foremost being his god-damned dignity.

So yeah.

One. Thanks to everyone who left positive comments regarding my man-school-whatever drama. I appreciate it, I'm just so epically lazy I can't be bothered to reply to comments, apparently. Will try to amend that in the future.

*dumps buckets of hugs onto friends list*

In the meantime, I'm feeling a little awesome in general this week. Everybody I work/go to school with has been telling me how good I look with my new cut/color. So, I'm kind of a sexy bitch right now? Also I found the long-lost owl necklace that I got for my birthday last year and I'm feeling pretty pleased.

Two. I spent part of the afternoon after class today at Elite Tattoo Gallery across town, where my brothers were both getting new ink. I'm tempted to get ink myself, as I have been off and on for several years. I just haven't found (or designed) anything I would want to spend the time and money to have tattooed on me, you know? But lately I've been pondering different anchor designs, because I love nautical themes and metaphors, and use them in my writing when I'm not doodling sea critters. That and the guys at Elite come to the restaurant where I work all the time, and are just generally cool people. So if I got a tattoo I would definitely feel comfortable going to them.

Tbree. I'm still working through the rough draft of a Nite Owl/Rorschach fic I finished over the weekend. It went from a series of ficlets, to a cohesive short story, and then back to a series of ficlets again. I think this one is going to kill me.

(I literally have three versions of the story in front of me, two open in Word and one in my notebook. Jesus H. Christ.)

Unfortunately I keep getting distracted reading fix-it-fic from i_am_your_spy, wherein the single glaring problem with Nite Owl/Rorschach shipping is fixed and they go on to have absolutely amazingly poignant and well-written gay adventures (involving revenge, emotional turmoil, hot middled-aged sex and roadtrips to San Fransisco :D) after the events of the book. Which is ironic, because, as I understand her reasoning, she only started writing fix-it-fic to parody the fix-it-fic of Mary Sue authors, but then couldn't stop writing what she had created.

But whatever. Her series is now canon in my mind. Everything else in my fandom life pales in comparison to the majesty of these stories. I'm not even kidding. Go read it and be amazed.

*isn't writing her own fix-it-fic. for serious. that'd just be silly. cough.*

Everytime somebody on owlblot refers to the pairing as Danschach, I immediately think of Love Shack by The B-52's. And yes, the combination of the two really is as bright and vomit-colored as it sounds.

Speaking of bright and vomit-colored, I've been catching up on Ror/Owl fanfic over the break. And by catching up, I mean setting up a complex system of nets and traps in order to filter out the shiny happy kawaii fluff fic that has been spewing onto the internet since last Comic Con, so that I can partake of the much sought-after 'good stuff'. So I've compiled a list of good stuff I've accumulated thus far.

Never Compromise by sleep_learning, NC17
50 one-to-two sentence fics following Rorschach and Nite Owl's relationship.

His Face, brancher, NC17
Dan takes liberties.

A Few Good Men, sandoz_iscariot, NC17
Walter Kovacs doesn't like to be touched. Daniel Dreiberg is the exception.

Not Ever, dana_norram, PG13
They never talked about it.

Silk Screen, psychodeathwish, G
It’s Laurie’s first time alone in a room with Rorschach, and she admits he makes her nervous.

I'm probably missing some other gems, but this is really some of the best fic I've read, in any fandom.

And yes, I am currently bridging the gaps between my favorite bits in comic and film continuity, for a crazy fic I've been plotting with Karolyn since last night. I can't promise you genius, but I'm kind of enamored with this idea and it's not going to leave me anytime soon. So yeah.