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this is basically a confirmation of Leonard McCoy being queer lbr

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I just posted this here! It ended up being 17k words and I have regrets about not splitting it into chapters, but I don't want to fight with the text editor on AO3 anymore.

Merthur modern AU

I'm nearly done with this, and I think I started it sometime during the end of lockdown? I abandoned it until I'd started going through the Merthur tag on here and got the itch to finish it. But here's a snippet while I finish it up. Uther's dead, and Gaius hired an expert he knows to look over his rare, antique book collection.

“You truly don’t practice at all?” Gaius was asking Merlin as Arthur set everything down.

“No, haven’t the time,” Merlin said, smiling at Arthur when a cup and saucer were placed in front of him. “I swear I’m running between auctions, estates, archives, and my mum’s enough that my flat’s just for show.”

“You’d have been a brilliant doctor,” Gaius lamented. “Oh, Arthur, you should’ve seen him. Wonderful diagnostician, steady hands, impeccable pharmacological knowledge.”

Merlin’s ears were pink, and Arthur smirked at them as he sat down.

“The world can survive without Dr. Emrys,” Merlin chided quietly, passing Arthur the milk after he’d poured some in his own tea. “Though I do put that on my cards, it adds credibility.”

Arthur’s brows raised. He hadn’t realized Merlin had mentored under Gaius that long. “You made it all the way through medical school and now you’re pawing at my dead father’s books?”

“With gloves on,” Merlin added, winking, and Arthur nearly spilled milk down his front.

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It Doesn't Happen All At Once - a modern Merthur AU

“Gaius?” he called out, although he walked straight back to the dining area.

“In here, my boy,” Gaius said from his spot at the table. “Put those in the kitchen, will you?”

“Where’s your book expert?” Arthur asked.

“The loo.”

Arthur nodded and went into the kitchen to put away the groceries. When he came back out, Gaius was standing and talking to a tall man who had his back to Arthur. The deep, familiar voice made him stop just inside the entryway to the dining room.

“Oh, hell,” Arthur said, and the man turned. “You broke my eggs.”

“I apologised,” the man protested.

“You called me an arse,” Arthur accused, glaring.

“You were being one,” the man countered.

“Oh, lovely, you’ve already met,” Gaius said faintly. “Arthur, this is Merlin Emrys. Merlin, Arthur Pendragon.”

Arthur crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t want him here.”

“Don’t be silly, Arthur, you simply made a bad first impression on each other. It’s not as if it’s the first time you’ve been called an arse by someone in this room.”

Merlin grinned widely and obnoxiously at that, and Arthur glared at him and hoped he could set the cheeky bastard on fire through sheer force of will.

You can read the rest over here! I'm kind of proud of myself for going from zero finished fics to a couple of posted fics in under a week.

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tik tok won’t let me post this

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Raw, next question

always thinking of lou bts from outer banks

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JACOB ANDERSON as LOUIS DE POINTE DU LAC Interview with the vampire 2.01

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Merthur modern AU

I'm nearly done with this, and I think I started it sometime during the end of lockdown? I abandoned it until I'd started going through the Merthur tag on here and got the itch to finish it. But here's a snippet while I finish it up. Uther's dead, and Gaius hired an expert he knows to look over his rare, antique book collection.

“You truly don’t practice at all?” Gaius was asking Merlin as Arthur set everything down.

“No, haven’t the time,” Merlin said, smiling at Arthur when a cup and saucer were placed in front of him. “I swear I’m running between auctions, estates, archives, and my mum’s enough that my flat’s just for show.”

“You’d have been a brilliant doctor,” Gaius lamented. “Oh, Arthur, you should’ve seen him. Wonderful diagnostician, steady hands, impeccable pharmacological knowledge.”

Merlin’s ears were pink, and Arthur smirked at them as he sat down.

“The world can survive without Dr. Emrys,” Merlin chided quietly, passing Arthur the milk after he’d poured some in his own tea. “Though I do put that on my cards, it adds credibility.”

Arthur’s brows raised. He hadn’t realized Merlin had mentored under Gaius that long. “You made it all the way through medical school and now you’re pawing at my dead father’s books?”

“With gloves on,” Merlin added, winking, and Arthur nearly spilled milk down his front.

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The 118 has a bake sale because it's been like a month and they physically cannot eat more cookies or scones or muffins or loaves, and Tommy gets told about it and that Buck is not working that day. So he goes because he wants a brownie to eat with his sad movie of the night and it turns out Buck is there to work the bake sale (but is not on shift) and they look at each other and Tommy asks how he is and Buck cries and Tommy cries and they sit in a car and talk. And by the end Chim is smug af because he has a 100% success rate in getting couples back together and no one even had to fake die this time.

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Alexa, play "She's Such a Bitch" by Mirage Amuro.

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I just posted a fic on AO3 for the first time, it's the first thing I've posted anywhere since 2012, maybe earlier? Horrifying, I did not miss the anxiety that comes after posting. Have an excerpt:

He wishes he’d figured it out sooner, because a lot of the faces he sees in the crowd are younger than his, and most of them look so happy and free. Even if their lives aren’t perfect, they’re somewhere they know they belong where they can feel like themselves. The only time he’d ever had that was with the 118, but it wasn’t the same. He’d still had a whole part of himself locked away without even realizing it.

“You wanna dance?” Tommy asks, lips close to his ear.

“Yeah,” Buck replies, grinning.

They finish their drinks, Tommy entrusts Karen with his jacket because she and Hen are planning on getting more drinks, and he leads Buck out to the mass of people on the floor. People are close, but there’s a small bubble of personal space around them, which is good. Buck feels a little awkward, because he doesn’t really dance, but he’s mostly just pressed up against Tommy and letting him move for the both of them. Tommy isn’t much smoother, but he at least has something approaching a sense of rhythm. He doesn’t know what to do with his hands, though, until Tommy grabs his wrists and lifts them to his shoulders. Buck ends up crossing his wrists behind Tommy’s neck and feels something inside settle when Tommy’s arm slips around his waist.

“You’re so cute,” Tommy says, half-yelling in his ear so he can be heard over the music.

“Shut up.”

“I’m serious!” he says, pulling back a bit to grin at him.

Buck can’t hide the bashful smile or the flush of his cheeks, and Tommy nuzzles his cheek before kissing him. He exhales through his nose and brings a hand up to scratch his nails through the short hair at the nape of Tommy’s neck, and he feels rather than hears Tommy’s groan. Hands slide over his back, one slipping under the back of his shirt to press fingertips against his lower back, and Buck breaks the kiss, almost shuddering when Tommy’s nails scratch gently into his skin.

“We just got here,” Tommy says, laughing, and Buck’s laughing, too. They’ve made it a habit of leaving dates a little early because they can’t keep their hands off each other, but they usually make it to the end of their entrees first. Twenty minutes would be a new record, plus Hen would give him endless shit about it.

“I like it here,” he says, and Tommy’s smile gentles and his eyes shine, and it’s ridiculous how much that look makes him feel like his heart is about to flutter out of his chest.

“Me, too.”

Read the rest here. It's basically a canon divergence AU, because I started writing it after season 7 aired.

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Heavy metals and estrogen

What the fuck were they putting in the water back then.

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I've shown the "emotional security" scene to people who've never watched Star Trek and they've all asked if the show was gay on purpose or not. I still don't know how to answer that question.

ik they invented slash fanfiction but i didn’t know they were going to be like that when I watched Star Trek

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Looking through my WIPs and completely forgot that I'd started one right after season 7 ended in which Buck and Tommy go to a gay club with the Wilsons like a couple months into their relationship so Buck can have that experience and it turns into something affirming for him and a little healing for Tommy and now it just seems like a ridiculous AU because the WRITING ON THIS SHOW IS A JOKE.

Now I kind of want to finish it out of spite.

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we’re at the grocery store looking at hallmark cards, making fun of the terrible lgbt valentine’s day offerings, when my wife, cursed, went “buck would give this to tommy”

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Kings of "let's speedrun this bisexual awakening because I want that emotionally unavailable gay boy over there"