thalialunacy2: (C/K: THAT is a shared moment)
Title: The Envy of All I See
Fandom: Star Trek (reboot) RPF
Pairing: Chris Pine/Karl Urban
Rating: R for Chris's potty mouth and some smoochin'.
Length: 2,877 words.
Genre: Twee rom-com.
Summary: Karl makes ridiculous faces. Chris pretends it doesn't bother him. Zach is smarter than the rest of them combined.
Dedication: [ profile] norfolkdumpling, this is for you. <3 (I was gonna write you something with Karl in eyeliner, but this was just begging to be finished. Hope you don't mind. ^^)

Notes: This fic was started & nearly finished way back in the day (2011). I have no idea why it was abandoned, but I found it again, and just in time for a very amazing lady's birthday.
Disclaimer: Obvious fictional content in fictional. Please, please don’t sue me. And don’t be hatin, we just like the fuckin.
Credits/Sources/Inspirations/Etc: It all started with this picture, obvs, which led to a prompt from the lovely [ profile] 3_foot_6, which, yes, I already filled once, which might've been why this one was abandoned, come to think of it. But I like this one a lot, too, and some girl had a birthday, so. The title is, indeed, from Fiddler on the Roof. Thanks to [ profile] jazzy_peaches & [ profile] starsfell & the crew on Tumblr. Source credits go to When Harry Met Sally…, and, as always, Aaron motherfucking Sorkin.

( Chris notices first. )
thalialunacy2: (C/K: we see it)
For a Postman's Fee
R for language
670 words

[I literally listened to this song on repeat while writing this. So. Yup. Prompted by norfolkdumpling posting these pictures, and my job, which let's just say involves a lot of dumb questions about iPhones and leave it at that.]

( There are like, five people alive that have Chris's house number, and four of them are most definitely asleep at this hour. )
thalialunacy2: (C/K: The Look)
Title: it’s kinda like a running joke that’s really not funny
Fandom: Star Trek (reboot) cast RPF
Pairing: Chris Pine/Karl Urban UST
Rating: R for language.
Genre: Uh, character study ficlet of UST and dickishness.
Length: 1,162 words.
Summary: Chris is kind of a dick.
Warnings: Emphasis on the 'U' in UST, guys. Basically, I needed to work something out, and Chris was a willing conduit. You know, in my head.
Dedication: For [ profile] norfolkdumpling, who is miraculously okay with the fact that I never, ever know what to say. ♥
Notes: Title & cut text from an 'Dilate' by Ani Difranco. And I have no idea of the status of ZQs grandparents; apologies to the man himself.

i just want you to live up to the image of you i create )
thalialunacy2: (Frat Boy: I AM THE QUEEN)
L I B, I did not think this would get finished today... but it did. I was actually headed towards working on what will be the last chapter in the Frat Boy series, then Vicki handed me more ammunition... and this happened instead. LOL. But the 12th and final part will happen at some point in the nearish future.

Title: Frat Boy 11ish: Let’s Investigate Our Distance
Fandom: Star Trek (reboot) cast RPF
Pairing: Chris Pine/Karl Urban
Rating: NC-17, yar.
Genre: Established (polyamorous) relationship ficlet.
Length: 1,706 words.
Summary: Chris talks Karl into phone sex somehow. He's not really sure how.
References: this photoset of Karl, shot by Patrik Giardino & released Septemberish.
Notes: Prompted by & written for [ profile] norfolkdumpling, who came up with about a hundred different awesome scenarios for Urbine phonesex. This is not one of them, lol, but I hope it will suffice. ^^ Fills the UST square (technically...) on my [ profile] trek_crackbingo card. The title is my mis-interpretation of some song lyrics by Fun.
Disclaimer: I don’t know these people, and I don’t claim to. So please, please don’t sue me. And don’t be hatin, we just like the fuckin.

Karl resists the urge to knock his head against the wall. ‘You're impossible. It was an action shoot.’ Chris's snort gets eye-rolled and steam-rolled. ‘It wasn't sexy and it wasn't pornographic.’ )
thalialunacy2: (C/K: KISSING YES)
Because Vicki was excited enough about it to send me trans-Atlantic texts, here’s some fic. :B

Title: The Longest Distance Between Two Places
Fandom: Star Trek (reboot) cast RPF
Pairing: Chris Pine/Karl Urban
Rating: NC-17, yar
Length: 1,741 words
Genre: established (polyamorous) relationship ficlet of silliness and sex
Summary: Karl loses a watch. Except it’s not really lost, is it?
Disclaimer: I do not know these people, nor do I claim to, so please, please don’t sue me.
Notes: Sequel of sorts to Time Takes Time, You Know, so go read that first, because it's worth it for the collaborative poetry book at the end. Spawned by this snippet, and the ensuing conversation on Twitter between [ profile] sangueuk, [ profile] therumjournals, and [ profile] norfolkdumpling. But I kinda imply herein that Karl was telling bogey pies to the interviewer, lol. Sorry, Karl. Don’t be hatin, we just like the fuckin. And we love you.

’Forgot how to change the time, my ass,’ Chris mutters against his skin. )


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