#regionalpancake

[theholy-orthebrokenhallelujah]

THANK YOU FOR TAGGING! WHEN I TELL YOU I YELLED WITH EXCITEMENT!!

Could I have the 3rd if it’s still available, please? (Look, even my phone is excited!)

I’ll be writing a Picard fic 🫡 quick question on the theme - since this will be my 6th Merry Month of Cohen (🥳) I have a bunch of unfinished Cohen inspired WIPS, but none that fit this years theme. Are we ok to submit work that is both angsty and Cohen inspired, but that doesn’t feature a betrayal?

Thank you for keeping this amazing fest going, it’s always a highlight of my fandom year 🖖💕

Hey, I'm so happy it made you feel so excited!

May 3rd is yours! ✨

I did a quick search and I didn't find any kind of rule stating that it necessarily has to feature the theme of this year. It feels more like a tradition I guess.

As the organizer of the fest this year, I'd love to read your angsty and Cohen-inspired work even if it doesn't feature a betrayal. More so, since you've been participating for so long!

Please make a reference in which year's theme inspired you (if any) when you post it! Thank you for participating!

[curator-on-ao3]

For the ask game!

“Woah, woah, woah! That saddle’s a display piece!”

Jean-Luc turned to Chris, forehead furrowing. “Then why have it in your ready room?”

Time travelers are supposed to be aggravating, damnit, not confoundingly charming with eyes that seem to sparkle as they size Chris up, captain to captain, horseman to horseman, the strong legs Chris caught a glimpse of earlier surely tense with excitement to ride … ride the saddle … yes, the saddle.

“Because, uh, it looks sturdy but it’s delicate. Easily breakable if someone isn’t careful with it.” Is Chris talking about the saddle or his own heart? Either way, the answer becomes clear. “But I trust you to go ahead and give it a try.”

Jean-Luc’s smile is soft — with understanding? with something more? — and his leg swings and he settles into the seat of the saddle, riding posture even though he doesn’t have to care about this the way Chris does, doesn’t have to let a small sound of appreciation escape — oh God, Chris wants to give Jean-Luc so much more to appreciate — an open hand extending toward Chris. “Thank you.”

And Chris lets his hand meet Jean-Luc’s, warm and secure and sure, because Jean-Luc … Jean-Luc is in the saddle now … and that’s okay.

[for the “send me an ask with a sentence and I’ll write the next five in the fic” game … which clearly got a little out of hand here]

[talvenhenki]

Agnebal for the ask game, please 💕

Yell heah I ship it! (meant to write hell yeah but fever got me lol)

Ship It

What made you ship it? I saw Agnes smiling and fell in love. I saw Cris being Cris but also unexpectedly soft with Agnes. I guess I just gravitate towards relationships where one or both of the two are trying to learn to be people again

What are your favorite things about the ship? These two are fools but they genuinely want the other to be happy even if it hurts them. Also because I can write all the fluff about them in my own personal canon and I won't heed season 2's plot at all. :^)

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? Idk if it's unpopular but I believe that Agnes is an overthinker which resuls in some extremely broken communication. And, since Cris can't read minds, stuff like the break-up between seasons 1 and 2 happened (but will be rectified once I get back to my massive fix-it project <3)

[the-goofball]

Well, 'Fun will now commence' is clearly catnip to a Seven fan! Can you tell us something about that one please? :)

Fun will no commence – oh, boy. It’s a pain in my ass it’s what it is. But one that is close to my heart. I’ve been sitting on this one since I finished “Connection”. It’s the non-crack version of “Stop Talking”. I keep thinking I could write PWP despite having ample evidence that I cannot.

So, what is it about if it’s not only smutt? It’s about Seven and Raffi dealing with the consequences of Seven giving up control. There’s a lot of hurt & comfort. It’s also a trip back memory lane to Seven’s time on Voyager and to Icheb in particular. There are also sprinkles of fun headcanons mixed in there.

Basically, it’s about Raffi and Seven connecting even more.

Here is a snippet:

[...] “The only time I heard about the Borg negotiating anything was when they fought species 8…” Raffi’s face crunched up in concentration.

“Species 8472,” Seven said.

“Right.”

Seven nodded. “Yes. That was the same event that led to my link to the collective being severed.”

“Yeah, I remember that.”

Seven cocked her head. “You seem to be quite well informed about things that happened in the Delta Quadrant.”

Raffi lifted her chin. “I was Starfleet Intelligence.”

“Romulan affairs being your specialty.”

“Exactly,” Raffi said. “But Voyager was famous, especially once contact was re-established and even more so when you returned.” She shrugged her shoulder and grinned mischievously. “Of course I took a peek at some of the files.”

Seven felt the corner of her mouth quirk up into a smile. Yes, of course you would, she thought.

“You looked very different back then.”

“I was very different back then,” Seven replied.

Raffi tilted her head. “I’m tempted to follow that thread of the conversation. But I’m really curious about the four Borg—“ Her eyes widened. “Hang on a minute… no, that can’t be.” She leaned forward. "The erratic behavior didn’t come from these kids being in control of the cube?!”

Again, the corner of Seven’s mouth lifted.

“No!” Raffi breathed. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

“For you to stop talking or asking questions,” Seven deadpanned.

“Oh.” Raffi looked at Seven sheepishly. “Does it bother you? Me asking questions?”

“Only when you complain two seconds after your question that I’m not sharing information fast enough.” Seven lifted her chin and looked down her nose at Raffi.

A grin spread across Raffi’s face. “I’ll keep that in mind.” [...]

[smhalltheurlsaretaken]

Can you tell us something about ‘Unwholesome Talk // Sirena Swear Jar (Picard)’ please! I’m intrigued :D

It’s something I wrote very early in the Picard days, before we even knew the Holos all had names. I think it was @strictlynofrills who gave me the idea - we’d been discussing how I’d called Rios’ cursing habit, and how difficult it would be to work it into our fics without making them unnecessarily crass. 

Thus... The Sirena Swear Jar was born! :D Basically the Holos devise a weird plan to get their Captain to swear less. It’s technically finished, but I was never happy with it so it’ll remain in WIP limbo probably forever.

Here’s a snippet:

"But Captain," the ENH was trying, his obnoxiously sweet voice like acid gnawing at Cris' nerves, "you have to admit he's making a good point."

"No, he's not," Cris corrected flatly from the nav seat. "I live alone. My vocabulary is nobody's business."

"But it's not nice," the EMH whined for the upteenth time, "and you can't live alone forever. I'm simply saying that bad habits have to be curbed." (...)

Cristóbal's first reaction to the words questioning his chosen seclusion was a thought along the lines of "yeah? Watch me." Concerning, perhaps, that he would feel the overwhelming need to defend his ability to live his life in solitude to a programmed image of himself. (...)

"How are you two even bothered by profanity?" He asked, a little incredulous, a little baffled, not a little derisive. "You're my EHs." 

"You used to be bothered by profanity, sir," the ENH countered, because he had always been inordinately reckless and sanctimonious, and he never passed on the chance to give a lecture. Cris ignored him; something he was very good at. (...) 

"Why am I even discussing this with you? You're my Emergency Holographic Crew, not my academy dorm roommates. Get lost." 

[enigma-the-mysterious]

Oooh! Can you tell us something about 'Agnes in Musketeers' please?

Eons ago, @talvenhenki got an ask from..... @softcabrera was that you? BECAUSE DUMBLR ATE UP THAT POST AND I CANNOT FIND IT ANYWHERE AKSJSNDH

Anyway as far as I remember, talvenhenki was basically asked to imagine Agnes P. Jurati of Star Trek: Picard in the world of BBC Musketeers and they threw in a couple of ideas and I ran with one of them.

Anyway, I am soon putting the *checks file* meagre 500 words I have managed to etch up on what was supposed to be an epic crossover *sobs*. Do keep an eye on this space.

Oh by the way, meet Aramis

a.k.a Rios in 17th century France :P

[prose-n-scripts]

Hey there! I was just adjusting the Star Trek Fandom Potluck banner and noticed I'd put you on the wrong day on the banner, my mistake, very sorry! I'm just checking that you know you submission date is 31st July? Sorry for the confusion! Looking forward to your submission :)

Hey no worries! I wrote 31st July down in the beginning and didn’t notice the banner haha :P

[thelaithlyworm]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Picard Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Agnes Jurati/Cristóbal Rios Characters: Cristóbal Rios, Agnes Jurati Additional Tags: Missing Scene, Episode: s01e06 The Impossible Box, they are all a bit broken but they try, Fanart, Watercolors, Here for the nanites, prophylactic world building Summary:

For now the small woman links her fingers with yours, leading the way to your own rooms. You can only shelter her for a little while - your broken pieces shift too much not to draw blood if she stays. But she is scared and grieving, and if she wants to drown inside a willing body - you can relate. And this thing, at least, you can provide.