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Star Trek 2009 was a big fucking deal for me, accidentally. Life is what happens when you're half-heartedly writing for six different tiny fandoms to procrastinate on schoolwork, so I went to see it the weekend it came out, but mostly on a whim: friends invited me and I'm vaguely a geek so I figured ok.

And I fell ~hard, yo. In that indescribable way that involves adrenaline, nausea, and maybe even some crying. Like those girls in the photos from the Beatles first tour in the US. I fell so hard I slid without protest into the fandom in a way I hadn't in the half decade since I'd slid mostly out of HP, which had been a complex and sometimes very hurtful period in my life.

The experience I then had in the Star Trek fandom was ~immense. As immense as HP, though in a different way. I was more grown up this time. At least a little. As were most of us, a lot of HP veterans who knew what buttons not to push. And for whatever reason, in Trek I was definitely more of a big deal. I met dozens of people, wrote thousands and thousands of words, read what seems like millions of awesome stories, and exchanged hundreds of comments, on both my fic and others'. It was my ~place.

All good things must end, of course, and I'm mostly not bitter about Tumblr and STID. I've accepted that some things are beyond my control, that things change, and that maybe I'll never be as involved in a fandom again. I've started writing original fiction to fill the hole and I'm okay with that, even though it's not quite the same. I miss the community but I have people in my life from it that I will never, ever let go of. (Much to their chagrin I'm sure. ;) )

My memories of it are fond, is what I'm saying. And my love for it has remained. Jim and Bones still stir me, hearing the French horn rip from the beginning of it all still makes me grin even if I'm in the foulest of moods. It is a good, if not often visited, place in me.

Star Trek Beyond was 2 hours spent exactly in that place. That's the best way I can describe it. From the opening to the very last note, and every spinny-camera one-liner in between, I was home.

I'd list things in particular, but where do I even fucking start?


My heart.
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