dripping with alchemy

Karl/Zoe
(no idea what the original prompt was, except that it was for withthepilot)

( the red dress )



McCoy/Uhura
(NO IDEA as to original prompt or prompter)

( something they do )

Title: How Do You Solve A Problem
Author: urbancate
Fandom: AOS/Reboot
Pairing: McCoy/Chapel
Movie Adapted: The Sound of Music
Rating: PG
Length: 3500 words
Summary: Chapel gets a new assignment that she doesn't want.
Warnings: Um, tiny bits of de-aged characters, WTF. Also, made up science.
Author's Note: Written for reel_startrek . I chose The Sound of Music because it is one my all-time favorites and I mistakenly thought that would make it easy to write. Instead, I wrote The Sound of Music without any singing or twirling on mountaintops or adorable kid stuff.


( How Do You Solve A Problem )

Title: The Trouble With Leonard, Actually
Pairing: McCoy/Chapel
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2100 words
Summary: Gaila and the girls posit to Chapel that it's time to do something about this whole being in love with McCoy business.
Notes: Ideas (and dialogue) shamelessly stolen from Love, Actually. Finished (in a shameful hurry) this afternoon because it's supposed to be a Christmas fic, dammit.



( The Trouble With Love )

WTF?

This is like the E.T.'s in Episode I! I'm gonna watch the movie one time through JUST TO SEE THIS. Cuz I need more reasons to watch Star Trek. ;-)





Confirmation?

Because, OMG, I had to at least TRY SOMETHING because WORDS WILL NOT COME OUT ANYMORE. I CAN'T WRITE ANYTHING LATELY.

So, I tried this. As an attack on the Star Trek AU Fic (tentatively titled Torch) [McCoy/Jocelyn, Kirk/Carolyn, and variations thereof, Modern-ish AU] that has been eating my freaking brain. I built an extensive playlist and then used that and let 10 songs play and wrote WHAT LITTLE I COULD.

I feel so full of fail right now.

But here are the ficlets (emphasis on the diminutive aspects of that word):

( 10 very very short snippets... )

IDK. Except somehow the "I don't want to do laundry tonight" plan from last night turned into "Better shave my legs so I can wear that dress, the last damn thing in my closet I feel like wearing, and oh better get up early to do that!" This craziness brought to you by random Congressionally-ordered changes to the clock and my crazy cat. TYFYT.

Also, as to the Karl Urban Friending Meme. PEEPS. DUDES. If you friend me I will friend you back, because if you love Karl Urban then we're pretty much a sure thing. (Too lazy to find the link at the moment. Tea, earl gray, hot, helping with that. See? RANDOM.)

ALSO, as I type this at 6:50 AM, some woman outside is yelling to someone about they're having fucked something up. WTF.

ALSO, ALSO, I am out of milk so I poured half and half on my granola and damn that's good.

ALSO...FIC

No, really, the whole point of this post was supposed to be posting my fic from the most recent sinfest...so here's ya go:

Karl/OFC
Karl as a vampire. Except not an especially broody vampire. Because he's KARL, for crying out out loud.

( The Blood Thing )


Karl/OFC
Another Wardrobe Mistress Fic! What did I say a while ago? That I'm going to end up doing one of these for EVERY MOVIE KARL HAS EVER BEEN IN. I'm starting to believe it.

( A Cowboy and His Hat )

Winona/George
A terribly bad drabble from a prompt about a book I've never read, but it kinda came to me. Plus, I've never written Winona before.

( Always )

,
This is how it happened.

First



Like, it's the world's ugliest sweater. Am I right?

Second

A conversation with ohownovel  (yes, I will continue to blame credit my enabler. shut up) that went something like this: (lots of lol's and rofl-ing left out for readability.)

McCoy's sweater on the shuttle is truly hideous.

But he's so lovely it doesn't matter.

It just makes you wonder - why is McCoy wearing that hideous sweater?

Because Jocelyn burned all his clothes.

Like, who decided that McCoy should be wearing THAT.

I dunno. He looks like he's been on a bus for ten days. Hobo!

I wouldn't be surprised if Karl had been all "Yeah, that sweater right there, McCoy is wearing that ugly piece."

HAHAHAHAHAHA. YES!!!!!! I want another wardrobe mistress fic now. Where she's like NO FUCKING WAY. And he's like YES. And she's all NO.

You're cracking me up!

TRUFAX. YOU KNOW IT HAPPENED.

OMG. Karl totally brought the sweater himself.

He saw Deforest wearing it once and had to find one JUST LIKE IT.

Third

I write another wardrobe mistress fic! I swear, I'm going to end up doing this for like every movie Karl has ever made. THIS IS NOT GOOD.

( The Sweater Incident )

Yes, I did it again. I wrote comment pr0n. At Sinfest V3 - Lessons Learned

General Disclaimers: Lies, Lies, Dirty Lies. I own nothing, nada, nichts, nitchevo.

Pairing: Karl/OFC
Rating: R
Prompt: Karl in suspenders, tight-ish jeans, and a white wifebeater

( The Wardrobe Mistress Always Wins )

Pairing: Karl/OFC
Rating: R
Prompt: I start to forget but she will always remember
the kind of girl who laughs and says
get up off your knees

( The Moment Is Enough )


Pairing: McCoy/Uhura
Rating: PG
Prompt: So good on paper
So romantic
But so bewildering

( The Doctor Sees Too Much )

So, some really nice people who don't even know me decided to throw a Star Trek comment porn fest for my birthday. How awesome of them! Let me tell you, it made for one hell of a birthday. Like, good-to-the-nth helluva good.

The Poor Man's Sinfest v.2 - Dirty Secrets

Not only did I prompt (super angsty awesome prompt that the super awesome ohownovelis currently filling, and she sent me a snippet preview last night and WHOA, I FREAKING LOVE IT), but I also WROTE. Yes, bb's. I done gone and wrote more fic. Because it is like an addiction. A bad addiction because I kind of mostly suck at it but find it entertaining all the same. 

All Rated R - NC-17, because this was comment porn y'all. 

1. McCoy/OFC. Cadet OFC is failing xenobiology, due to her inability to focus in class (she spends all of her time fantasizing about her table partner - McCoy.) Not wanting to completely bomb the course, she signs up for a.m. tutoring sessions only to be assigned, you got it, McCoy. The tutor's room? The size of a closet. 

( Carnality in a Closet )

2. No one knows this, but Karl hooked up with a soldier in Kuwait.

Disclaimer: I fail at pr0n and fail even harder at slash, but I just couldn't resist the idea of (trying to) write a soldier OMC, because it's been a long time since I was around the military all the time and because I've read too much Tom Clancy. And because KARL. I blame all of these fics on him. 

( Rotation in Paradise )
 
3. Kirk/Uhura or McCoy/Jocelyn (I'm jonesing for BOTH, god. Not enough in this meme!)

Tell me that you're happy that you're on your own
Tell me that it's better when you're all alone
Tell me that your body doesn't miss my touch
Tell me that my lovin' didn't mean that much
Tell me you ain't dyin' when you're cryin' for me 

( She Misses Him )


4. Karl/OFC or Chris/OFC

well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah

Disclaimer: I love this song. I went way off prompt, this was totally not angsty enough or pr0ny enough or even Karl enough. But I'm hating work lately and yesterday was boring so I wrote something. And I totally have a Karl Urban smoking kink. IDEK. KARL. 

( Of Smoking and Other Bad Habits )

- - -

Everyone at the Sinfest was awesome and nice and there is a TON of HOT FIC over there, bb's!

1297left nice comments on two of my fics and that just made my day, because she is amazing and I am in awe of everything she writes.

Title: An Old Sweet Song 
Prompt: Jim and Bones have it out about their differing musical tastes! I'm thinking BEASTIE BOYS vs DIXIE CHICKS; LADY GAGA vs GARTH BROOKS; SNOOP DOGG vs DOLLY PARTON- go wild with this people. They can find some sort of common ground with a musical artist/genre of the writer's choice, or not, it's up to you! Also, obviously this all ends in sex.
Pairing: Kirk/McCoy (Space Married!)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own a thing except whatever came from my own head.
Notes: In my head this was going to be fun and funny and yes, sexy!, but then it took a turn to the sappy. And I fail at pr0n. Apologies to the OP if I ended up somewhere completely sideways!



( ...dammit, there were cadets jumping on his bed. )

ETA: SOUNDTRACK (Hope it works. And apparently Brass Monkey and Girls Just Want to Have Fun are mere ghosts on my computer, so they didn't make it.)