nursedarry: (Bloody keyboard)
For my 600th post, I'm putting up a very long, very unusual fic. This was my submission for [ profile] happy_trekmas. I really enjoyed writing this, not least of all because it's so different from what I normally produce (shite), but I also collaborated much more with (read: actually listened to) my beta - who always knows better than me. It's a threesome I don't ship, and it actually has angst and plot and everything!

Title: A Hunger That Never Dies
Rating: R
Series: AOS AU, with references to TOS and DS9 characters and episodes
Pairing/Moresomes: Chris Pike/James Kirk/Leonard McCoy, Leonard McCoy/??? *cough*
Word Count: ~20K
Summary: On an away mission, Captain Pike is…injured. Is he ill, is he mad? Is he even Chris Pike anymore? Can Jim Kirk find a “cure” or will he and Dr McCoy be swept up in the captain’s madness in an attempt to save him. And can the Klingons, Section 31, and the Vulcan Science Academy help them, or just make things worse?
Warnings: Creature, bloodplay/drinking, a bit of gore, discussion of PTSD, angst, dub-con, mind melds
Notes: This story would NEVER have been possible without my beta [ profile] delphipsmith, who was more helpful than the VSA and S31 combined. Also, thanks to [ profile] mildred_bobbin for proofing a fic containing (almost) no one she recognised;) And, of course my brother [ profile] nicevenn, for the leap out of current fandom projects. Xx

I must also mention my wonderful giftfic, a beautifully-crafted Garak/Bashir story which can be read here: The Intervention of Time and Distance, by [ profile] templemarker.
nursedarry: (Khirk Yeah)
In case anyone's interested, I finally, finally (only a year late) posted the fill to a wonderfully cracky [ profile] strek_id_kink prompt that I liked the look of.

It's here, if you've got 15 minutes with nothing better to do: Too Late to Go Back to Sleep, ~3K.


...wait for it...


But you know me: there's booze, shit explodes, and although no one gets a piano dropped on his head, it's a close thing.
nursedarry: (Hello Kitty Khan)
Title: Break In
Fandom/Pairings Star Trek (AOS)/Khirk
Rating: soft R
Word Count: ~8K
Warnings: Probably OOC.
Summary: Could be a prequel to What the Tribble Saw; getting-together fic. Nothing to see here, move along. Do not disturb. No, really, stop knocking on the damned door and go away.
Notes: This is a bit disjointed and Jim goes from WTF? to OMG! way too fast, but it’s done and I’ll pick at it later. As ever, I couldn’t do this without my I’m-never-gonna-get-past-the-Next-Gen beta, [ profile] delphipsmith. Okay, yeah, so I may have a slight thing for Khan’s hair, it gets mentioned a lot in this story. Written for [ profile] ithiel_dragon, cause she’s awesome and writes her John H as my John H. The title of this fic is taken from the song of the same name by Halestorm. Many thanks to lokis-angel-writer for directing me to it. It’s heartbreakingly beautiful and so very fitting during the film and beyond, considering the message is and will be – if we follow AOS canon – forever relevant.

Posted to read when your family starts irritating the shit out of you this holiday season. (See what I did there?)

Hosted on AO3
Yeah, it's perfectly reckless..
nursedarry: (ST Badge)
Title: What the Tribble Saw
Fandom/Pairings Star Trek (AOS) Khirk, blink-and-you-miss-it Spock/Uhura
Artwork: [ profile] botanycameos
Rating: PG13
Word Count: ~2100
Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff and Len being Len.
Summary: Woken up and so busted over a game of squash. Post ST:ID. McCoy-centric. Sort of a sequel to Break In.
Notes: This is not my best fic, or even my best head-canon. There’s some lovely sleepy!Khirk fic out there which is much sweeter than this – kurohachi on A03 writes some great stuff, and you’ll recognise her themes in here. This fic came about because I demanded the amazing ID fangirl and artist, [ profile] botanycameos, make me some sleepy!Khirk art, and I bribed her with this fic. Written in an hour and quickly whizzed past my long-suffering beta, [ profile] delphipsmith.
Spoiler: The link to the art is at the end of the fic. I love the pesky inquisitive tribble.

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