I had the chance to commission @neetols once again, and this time I chose two scenes from her own fic, “a home for those who wander.” by t_3po on AO3. Go, read - you must meet Ursa the sehlat!
Just another day in the Enterprise…
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At any given time during TOS when Spock and Kirk where setting the bar for all future eye-sex I kept imagining/feeling so strongly like they where about to fall into each others arms and just passionately furiously make out. Bridge, service tunnel, cave. Whenever. I was like ‘…now…now…ohmygod now’ because I genuinely kept expecting it to happen. So did all the spirk shippers from the 60s to now. Had to make it happen.
Goofing around during my break at work. Doodled this on some scrap paper.
I think I’d want to redraw Spocks too because I really like seeing his man cleavage with the chest hair. We’ll see.
I have found a treasure trove of insanely well written fic. %100 on character, %100 relevant story dialogue/progression, the execution of ship the likes of which I rarely see. I could maybe count 2 or 3 other fic writers this good since I started reading fanfic like 13 yrs ago. If your into newmann, johnlock, spirk, avengers shinanigance or want to read one of 2 holmes stories that actually express conan doyle/the victorian time period believably What_alchemy has got you covered over at ao3 - http://archiveofourown.org/users/what_alchemy/pseuds/what_alchemy
Don’t wade through the unreadable to get to a jem like this.
And I’d give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow.
WIP. 3 hrs so far.
michaelmandog
Lalo visits Albuquerque in 1990. He sees an 18 years old Nacho who barely looks up from the floor while Lalo scolds a 20 years old Tuco (“Ay, why would tío let a kid run this place?”) Varga is a pretty young thing, looks strong enough too, but there’s this glint in his eye when he finally raises his head to say something to Tuco. Lalo never forgets it.
In 1990, Lalo would call him mi ángel, mi cielito. Nacho would be blushing hard, and then going out of his way to look tough and impress Lalo. Lalo who would say “You still have a long way to go, cielito. But tell you what! Keep that up and who knows, maybe next time we meet I’ll call you by your name”.
Nacho in his early cartel years would already be smart, but terribly, terribly dumb if a handsome, powerful older man started paying attention to him. He hasn’t been shot yet, he hasn’t bled for the Salamancas. His dad is still none the wiser that he’s slipping dirty money into the cash register at the shop.
Nacho is 18, going on 19, and on a power high. His usually sharp senses would absolutely fail him.
More ideas being thrown around below the cut
