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Moonsies

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humankind. be both. she/ her relapsing in old fandoms over and over again.
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Short-ish fics to cheer you up this week

Merlin (TV)- Merthur

For the good of the kingdom by magog_83: Merlin returns from his sojourn with the druids in the company of a man who is criminally handsome. Arthur reacts in the mature and reasonable fashion you would expect.

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Arthur deals with his Feelings.

Meeting the Minister by magog_83: The new Muggle Prime Minister meets the Minister for Magic. In this case, Minister Merlin is VERY KEEN to meet the new PM ;) . 

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aka the HP and Merlin crossover we don’t deserve. 

Inhaling Autumn’s Breath by @emjayelle: Arthur Pendragon has upended his life, and uprooted himself to a new country, hoping to start over. As he looks for something different and new under the fiery colours of fall, he finds that he might be able to become the person's he's always wanted to be, all with the help of a quirky French Canadian writer, some serious seasonal activities and just a little bit of magic.

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The aesthetic, the imagery, the mood, the language, the atmosphere, the magic. 

Star Trek- Spirk

The REAL Trouble with Tribbles (or, How the tribbles conquered the Klingon Empire) by Renata Lord (Snowlight): Written for the premise: What if there is a Tribble!Kirk and Tribble!Spock amongst the vast tribbles army in the TOS episode "The Trouble with Tribbles"?

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TRIBBLES

A Question of Science (series) by screamlet 

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I sat with this series for days

you will see what it is to be overcome by magneticwave: What kind of an idiot would try to explain magic to a Vulcan.

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*bow**i’m not worthy*

It’s Only Art (if it makes you feel something) by @wrathofbones: A story about finding your muse, of being someone else's, the importance of seeing what's in front of you, and doing things the hard way. A story about the world, just a little more lovely.

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ART(fully) done. 

Just a Little Change (Small to Say the Least) by @walktalkwrite: Jim predicts his gears will rust together before Spock can undo this anomaly.

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This makes a whole new world; it compels me to say go on and kiss the girl; at last Spock sees the light, and realizes so this is love

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I don’t know shit about photography, but the person who took this shot must be given the highest award of them all.
this is breathtaking
This is now one of my top three favorite photos of all time. 

another one of my favorites

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@practicefortheheart I are collabing! For this piece, I wrote a 500-word fic, and Nina drew a beautiful piece inspired by it! Next, Nina will draw and I will write inspired by their art!

See their INCREDIBLE art here:

And read the fic below!

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Homesick

The flower sparkles with dew, its thousands of concentric yellow petals mesmerizing, calling Jim to kneel beside it. It reminds him of Earth's sun, Iowa summers, though he is further from his childhood home than he has ever been. Further than any man has ever been, in fact.

"Captain," Spock says, casting a shadow over the flower before Jim even lifts his eyes. "It would be unwise to fall too far behind the landing party."

The voices of Jim’s crewmates echo off the trees and into the depths of this strange and alien forest, as their bright uniforms disappear behind the foliage. They have a mission on this planet. They always do.

"Join me," Jim says. He scoots to the side, and motions to the spot where his knees have left wet indents in the loam and soil. 

Spock hesitates. But he’s used to Jim's whims by now, maybe even fond of indulging them. He tucks his tricorder to his chest and kneels, letting the dappled sunlight through the canopy once again shine over the flower. It's the only one like it in this clutch of grass, in the whole forest as far as Jim can tell.

Jim wonders if it's lonely. 

"I wanted to pick it," Jim murmurs, as Spock reaches forward to touch a light fingertip to an even lighter petal. "But I don't see any others. Can you imagine if my sentimentality eradicated an entire species of flora?" He chuckles to himself, smiles.

"You are feeling sentimental?" Spock asks. He withdraws his touch, a glimmer of dew clinging to his finger. 

"Always," Jim admits. “I’ve been homesick.” He tilts his head to look at Spock, how beautiful and calm he is, how close.

Spock nods, understanding as he understands everything about Jim, that Jim wouldn't trade his life of exploration for anything.

“It is an aesthetically pleasing specimen,” Spock says, which isn't what he actually means. He means ‘I hear you. I see you. I am here with you.’ 

A curious call echoes through the trees, no doubt the landing party realizing their superior officers have strayed. And Jim closes his eyes, sighs. Reluctantly, he puts his hands on his knees and shoves himself to his feet.

“They're ringing the dinner bell, Mister Spock,” he says. But Spock is stuck in place beside the little flower. Before Jim can even think to stop him, Spock reaches forward and plucks the bloom at its stem with a tiny snap. 

“Spock!” Jim practically gasps. Spock stands, unfazed.

“I have observed many of these plants budding throughout the forest. This one is not the last of its kind, merely the first to bloom.” Almost childlike, he holds the flower out to Jim. “You will enjoy it.”

Jim stares at the flower for all of a moment before the blush rises on his cheeks. He reaches out. Their fingers brush. He doesn't let go of the flower, and neither does Spock, and their eyes lock and Jim’s heart flutters, and suddenly --

Suddenly, Jim isn't homesick at all.

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⚠️ Attention Good Omens fans who aren’t Trekkies ⚠️

Have you seen this man? This is Alexander Siddig, birth name Siddig El Tahir El Fadil El Siddig Abdurrahman Mohammed Ahmed Abdel Karim El Mahdi (صدّيق الطاهر الفاضل الصدّيق عبدالرحمن محمد أحمد عبدالكريم المهدي), son of Sudan and England, great-great-grandson of Nubian prophet Muhammad Ahmad, and a damn fine actor.

If Jesus is returning in Season 3, presumably older and wizened, there’s no better choice to portray him than Sid.

I call on the power of fans, heaven, and nightingales to make this happen.

(Also I invite you to become a Trekkie. Sid’s character is in queer relationship with a reptilian spy. That’s our jam, right?)

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