I know I'm in my own world... it's okay, they know me here

Some very kind people let me know that track 11 of the fanmix I posted yesterday is corrupted, so I've reuploaded the song separately. During the week I have really limited internet access, so reloading the whole mix would have been very, very difficult.

You can find the reuploaded track here, at Sendspace. If it doesn't work, please let me know. I'll also be updating the original post to include this link, and putting notes on the crosspostings.

Argh! Internet, you make me mad sometimes, corrupting my files *double facepalm*

...so, I thought about why I was stuck on the fic I was trying to write, and then I tried to write some more, and was stuck some more. So I did some more thinking.

Whenever I write fic, I've always been better at writing something that tries to convey a mood, a feeling, than at seriously plotty stuff. There's plot in there, but the plot is there as a catalyst to carry the mood over to the reader. That's what I'm good at, fic-wise. And the fic I was trying to write wasn't like that at all. I love love LOVE the premise, and I'm going to keep trying, but maybe it needs more gestation time first.

So now I'm writing something completely different! And I need your help!

Here is my question: what are your favourite poems? Why do you like them? Can you quote me some/all of it?

It would be really helpful! Thank you in advance :)

Title: Asymptote

Fandom: STXI

Pairing: Kirk/Spock

Word Count: 5974

Rating: R / NC-17, for language and sex

Warnings: None

Author's Notes: I hadn't written anything in months when I started this, and haven't written fanfic in years. But somehow Star Trek has got me going again - which I'm totally loving, because I really missed writing! Thanks to everyone who's left such lovely comments on the original meme thread (here). Feedback is love! Crossposted to kirkspock.

ETA: You can now also find this fic at the Archive of Our Own and at the automated Kirk/Spock archive, once it's been approved, thanks to kind prompting from awarrington.

Summary: Prompt from st_xi_kink: Prompt: K/S. So, this idea kind of hit me out of nowhere. Pretty much following the tradition of aliens-made-them-do-it [only kind of inverted], in which Kirk and Spock end up at a planet where they are not allowed to touch each other [due to religious issues, politeness protocol, whatever].

This makes Spock realize how many times a day, Kirk had been touching him, [his shoulder, pat at the back, random hugs, etc] and how much he had been enjoying those touches. In fact, Spock is a bit annoyed [angry!] that he's been deprived his daily ration of Kirk-touch. And when he tries to sneak in a touch, however subtle, the aliens get in the way. [Damn aliens!] This pretty much pushes his control to the limit.

Then when the whole ordeal is over, Spock jumps Kirk in the conference room as soon as the briefing on the away mission is over because he cannot wait! \o/

Bonus: Kirk and Spock aren't together yet, so first time.

Double bonus: Kirk has no clue what the hell going on with Spock until the jumping happens.



( Anticipation was not an emotion Spock had intended to allow himself to feel. )