Star Trek fic? Much love to smokexscribbles for taking a look at it for me <3, but I'd like to get a little bit more feedback on this before I go about cross-posting it. It is the first non-anon piece I've done in a while. So.

Title: K (or Constant)
Characters: Kirk, Chekov, Sulu; Sulu/Chekov
Warnings: Um, swearing? Introspection on a large scale. Probs spoilers for XI. Switching from 3rd to 2nd person and back. Chekov, which in rare cases causes heart palpitations and fainting from adorable.
Summary: There is no universe where Captain James Tiberius Kirk believes in no-win scenarios.

( MOVE MOVE MOVE )

I am FINISHED. With TWO of those DAMN APs. I swear, college board hates me specifically.

Also, I make dumb mistakes. Mixing up Truman and LBJ? Yeah. Clearly on crack. But now all that's left is to wait for grades, so I should stop stressing and move on~ And start roller blading and running again, since I swear I gained like three pounds this week. Peanut butter is my comfort food.

Also,  someone somewhere must be wondering, "Where the fuck did the fandom go?" Well, its ass got kicked by APUSH and AP Spanish, just like mine. It's coming back, I promise! Also, Cynicide eats up lots of time. Actually, quick story. Today in science we were talking about cyanide, and I said cynicide, and everyone was like "Ari that's not a word," and I was like "SHIT."

So, yes, love. And I'm going to see cabaret tonight, which should be good.

What is this? Clearly someone has possessed me.

Well, this is my obligatory Valentine's Day fic, late as I usually am, and with a The Princess Bride reference FTW! I did promise, smoke.

Onwards to the fluff!

Theme #20: Blossom
Title: Dazzled

( 'I sympathize.' )