The cure for everything is salt water - sweat, tears or the sea. (Isak Dinesen) :: 30s. Queer. Scientist. Two decades a fen. Any pronoun will do. :: Fandoms: Star Trek, Leverage, Stranger Things, Schitt's Creek, The Witcher. :: I adore a rare pair.
this just highlights how OP is living in a food desert: there are people who not only stop at the grocery store every day after work to pick up stuff they will to cook that same day; they have their pick of different grocery stores that are all walking distance from their work or home
there was a minor incident involving a 150 lb clump weight that smashed my hand against the gunwale so hard that my knuckle split even though i was wearing gloves BUT ALSO look at the pretty water 😎🌊 15° and sunny, beauty of a day
being told you’d cruise the seas for american gold you’d fire no guns, shed no tears, now you’re a broken man on a halifax pier might not be a universal experience, but like neither is the club. so a little perspective might be nice
Somebody left a comment on my AO3 that reminded me that in spite of this being one of the coolest things that’s ever happened to me, I actually never made a post about it??? Absolutely wild.
Anyway I wrote a monologue about an autistic Julian Bashir making peace with his fractured identity and the things that were taken from him. And then Sid just went ahead and… performed it.
This man has next to no social media presence so people outside of the social club he has might not be aware, but he is one of the gentlest and kindest people to his fans. He is SO interested in the interpretations we bring to the table, and genuinely wants to listen to and amplify all these different perspectives that get brought to the table (I am also just like. Particularly touched by his support of his trans fans but that’s another post for another time).
My heart is so full every time I look back on this because all I really did was ask: could Julian Bashir be autistic? And to get this level of care and thoughtfulness and warmth put into my words as a response? I’m holding this next to my heart forever.
(Also for those who might like to read along, I have a copy of the script on my AO3)
I don't read as much fic as I used to but one "tell" for non Canadians writing us, besides the etransfer, is the units you use to describe us measuring something. I hate to tell you this but The Chart is real and it's completely subconscious. Please abide
Time got away from me (trying to buy a house????? what is my life) so we're doing a twofer this time — April and May recs all together in one post. Star Trek Voyager, Star Trek DS9, and House MD recs below the jump!
Summary: In physics, resonance describes when a vibrating system or external force drives another system to oscillate with greater amplitude at a specific preferential frequency. —Wikipedia
My thoughts: I adore the will-they-won't-they of Janeway & Chakotay — there's a thousand reasons for both sides and its just all so gripping, both in canon and in fic. That said, my favourite version is when they do, but pretend they don't. Best of both worlds, right? Gotta keep the command structure in place, after all, so better ignore the fact we've succumbed to each other and just keep on keeping on instead. That's precisely what this little series is about. It's two fics, short and sweet, about cuddling for warmth during their marooning on that hostile planet in Basics I & II, and the inevitable sex that happens when you put two repressed but yearning characters in that sort of situation. This is a regular reread of mine and I highly recommend it.
To the Wild and To the Both of Us by Gefionne (aka @gefionne)
Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space 9
Rating: E
Length: 50k
Characters/Relationships: Damar/Kira Nerys,
Summary: Six months after the end of the Dominion War and Captain Sisko’s leavetaking, Kira Nerys is running Deep Space Nine. Considered neutral ground, the station will host treaty negotiations between the Federation and the war-decimated Cardassian Union, now under the leadership of Damar. During her time with the Cardassian Liberation Front, Kira learned to respect him, and they shared one fevered night together that still lingers in her mind. When he returns to DS9, Kira is drawn into memories of those weeks and pulled to Damar once more.
My thoughts: I read this as it was being posted a few years ago, and I went back to it this month after thinking about the last arc of DS9's season 7 and how much Damar changes. I'm... picky about fics that pair Kira with a Cardassian — I need a good explanation, good character growth, and/or a slow burn to back up her choices — and this fic clears those hurdles with barely a blink. I really like the non-linear nature of the story, how it jumps back and forth between the post-canon and the last days of canon to show how the relationship builds, and the differing political nature of both situations colouring how everyone interacts. And Garak shows up occasionally to be mercurial and sassy and pointed, which is delightful.
Old machines by applecrumbledore (aka @applecrumbledore)
Fandom: House MD
Rating: M
Length: 15k
Characters/Relationships: Gregory House/James Wilson
Summary: Wilson said, “So we’re just two friends who want to have sex with each other, who aren’t going to do anything about it.”
Spoken with the incredulity of a beautiful person with low impulse control. House shrugged.
“We’ve been that for years. Why mess with success?”
Wilson was looking at his mouth. He sounded strained. “I don’t think what we’re doing qualifies as success.”
My thoughts: I have a fraught relationship with House MD canon — came for the medical mysteries and unhealthily intertwined load-bearing friendships, left due to the show's inability to let anyone experience real growth, y'know? That said, fic is where the characters can and do grow in ways that I find both interesting and satisfying. This fic is a prime example of exactly that. House's interiority here is fantastic; he desperately tries to be so thoroughly logical in how he thinks about his relationship with Wilson, and I absolutely adore how Wilson uses that against him. Truly love a fic that reminds you that Wilson is House's best/only friend for a reason — he's smart and quick and vicious when he needs to be, and can hold his own against House even when he's lashing out and at his most defensive. Also, the phone call with Foreman made me fucking cackle.
Altruism by silversolitaire
Fandom: House MD
Rating: E (not for sex, though! Read the tags!!)
Length: 27k
Characters/Relationships: Gregory House/James Wilson
Summary: In the hands of the Jigsaw Killer, House finds himself faced with the biggest challenge of his life: finding out what's killing Wilson before it's too late. READ THE WARNINGS.
My thoughts: I like horror — movies, books, podcasts, whatever — and I love the first Saw movie. I won't turn this rec into an essay on the nuances of that movie, but it's safe to say that it's the sort of thing that is often imitated but rarely duplicated (including within its own series, heh). But this fic? Is an excellent pastiche. Hoo, it's fun. The author has absolutely nailed the undercurrents of what makes a good Saw trap, the whys of character interactions and personality quirks and secrets kept, and it meshes the medical mystery part of House MD canon so beautifully with the terror of being trapped in a puzzle with only shitty, life-altering ways out. If that sounds like your sort of jam, please check this fic out.
That's all, folks! If you end up reading anything I rec here, feel free to let me know! And let the author know!! There's nothing like learning that a new influx of kudos came from a recommendation!
mfmm is also the position that Phryne once found herself in with three delightful Italian gentlemen who, she found out later, were much celebrated acrobatic circus performers caught up in an elaborate scheme involving a diamond heist
I should be doing more to appreciate the lack of marvel movies in today's popular culture. I once yearned for marvel movies to have this level of irrelevance. They used to feel almost ozymandian, like an empire that had no beginning and no end. and now tony stark iron man is naught but two vast and trunkless legs of stone.
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