So here's the thing. TOS fic has been around for a long time, as we all know. I have no idea how/where to dive into it, and I particularly want fic that's germane to the series. Not because I hate the movie but because I want, you know, the fic where Kirk takes the Venus drugs or has more adventures with evil!-or-robot!Kirk or whatever. You know. Slash is good too. Whatever.
So any of you who know what I'm saying, where do I start? I assume there are good rec lists and stuff. This isn't even nearly my first bout with Kirk-love, I've just been too intimidated before. And I'm far too intimidated to write my own fic.
Disclaimer: Yes, yes, Kirk-love is shameful and all that and I realize Spock is awesomesauce. But as I've explained before, Spock is the guy I'm used to loving. Kirk is the one that's so wholly unexpected I can't really get over it. And so need fic.
I didn't! At all! This is not a review, obviously! This is me not wanting to write a review yet, because even though I didn't think it was a great film, I sure as hell enjoyed it.
( why, and why not, though now that I've written this I don't think there are spoilers )
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( The Daroga )
( Erik/Daroga )
( Julian Sands )
( Books )
( William Shatner )
-John Mathieson, cinematographer for the 2004 Phantom of the Opera
So my challenge to you: who's who? Any crew, but I prefer TOS and TNG because I know them better. And DS9 (but we already know Bashir is the Persian). Basically I don't know Voyager and Enterprise. And whatever POTO canon you can shoehorn 'em into.
Personally, I want Kirk to play everything.
How I would love to see him Captain!Chop the patrons...
I was reading about William Shatner (as one does at work), and came cross this gem from Playboy:
Playboy: Who is better in bed, Captain Kirk or T.J. Hooker?
Shatner: One is a giver and the other is a taker. So it works beautifully.
And I wrote this:
Kirk glanced appraisingly at Shatner’s middle. “Haven’t been keeping yourself up, have you?” He looked up with a heavy-lidded expression that Shatner had perfected with hours before his bathroom mirror. He suspected it came to the captain naturally. “You’re still very pretty.” He leaned forward, standing far too close for comfort.
Shatner stared at him. “But I’m… not… gay!” he said.
“Well I am, if you want to be 20th century about it,” said Kirk, using a smile Shatner thought he’d patented—Nimoy called it his “smirk of unassailable ego”—“and you have to admit you think you’re gorgeous.” He stood back as if to let his double admire his Starfleet-approved physique. Shatner could only wish he looked like that. And he had to admit—he looked really good.
“Well you… aren’t so bad yourself,” he begrudged.
Kirk pouted. “True enough. Though I’ve never understood why you make me talk like I can’t get through a sentence without stopping to think.”
- Mood:kind of turned on