It was all skywardprodigal's fault.
Why I a.) fell in love with Star Trek, b.) ship Spock/Uhura like they're an all expenses paid, all-inclusive first-class cruise around the world.
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Lawdamercy...y'all going where I NEVER thought I'd go--Star Trek fandom. I'm dipping my big toe in. Please don't be snatchin' it off if it sucks like a black hole!
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Title: A Double-Moon Lazy Evening
Author: bana05
Rating: PG
Category: S/U
Special Notes or Summary: I caved. Based off their first conversation ever in TOS (in terms of episodes aired). "The Man Trap" for those who want to search on YouTube or CBS.
Spock stood on the balcony of his temporary residence staring out over the water, allowing the immense heat to bring him a comfort that eluded him on the more temperate atmosphere of the ship. His keen ears picked up on the splashing of the form below and he tightened the hold of his hands behind his back. If he didn’t know better, he would assume a natural affinity between the being and the water rather than learned prowess; nevertheless, he couldn’t describe the movements as anything less than graceful.
He took a deep breath and shifted his gaze to the horizon. Two large silver orbs peaked through gaps in the mountain range. His brows furrowed and he tilted his head, as if the slight change in perspective would solve a curious intrigue he now experienced. It was simply the reflection of the planet’s two suns against its two personal satellites, and yet…
His brows drew closer together when he returned his attention to the water. There were two forms now, from which two rippling sounds rose over the waves-one bright and tinkling, the other deep and robust. Spock stood exceedingly still and watched them for a full standard minute before he moved away from the balcony, his hands ever more tightly clasped behind his back.
( Uhura dove under the water, relishing the cool liquid upon her blazing skin... )
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c.) started writing Merlin fic in the first place.
Title: Carrying the Torch
Author: bana05
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Arthur/Gwen
Warning: Spoilers up through S02E03 of BBC's Merlin.
Summary: Arthur walks Gwen home after she finishes her duties at the castle.
A/N: This is a birthday fic request from skywardprodigal. This is also my first time writing in this fandom so...yeah. Hopefully it's not too awful and please forgive errors!
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“My lord?”
Arthur nodded to Gwen, and to a guard who was pretending not to stare at them. Yet Arthur never slowed his steps, his hands behind his back while Gwen tightened her hand around the torch she held. They did not speak as they walked out of the castle and down the quiet path to her home.
( “You still have my mattress,” Arthur said when they reached her door. )