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. . . after having watched the whole series in succession and omg omg omg! The scene where Spock and Kirk meet for the first time since Spock left to do his Vulcan-thing and Kirk went back to Earth was sooooooooo painful. It hurt. Hurt. Hurt. Hurt.

My theory? Spock made the move. Or tol Kirk how he felt. Kirk was the one that backed off. That way, since it was Spock going out on this huge limb (please no giggles) a limb that he would nevernevernever have everever considered doing before because it is against his entire's life's practices, it makes sense that Spock flew outta the situation because he was heartbroken and scared and ashamed and etc etc.

However, in this movie, Kirk is the one that is crazy super upset, obviously because Spock has been "purged" of all emotion (because he couldn't handle the pain of love anymore) and probably because he had the time to think about his own feelings for he Vulcan and that he really doe love him and wants to spend the rest of his life with him and adopt cute little babies and wind up wrinkled and arthritic and happy somewhere. So when Spock comes BACK (omgomg, he loves me hes going to sweep me up in my arms and we can pick up where we left off because I know NOW that I feel the same way) and SLAM!!!! Spock is gone.

Ouch. Ouch. And the scene where they are all three talking and Spock asks, "Is there anything else?" Kirk looks like he want's to throw up, he looks so incredibly gutted, holy buckets.


Phew. Ok. That's my theory on what happened after the show ended.
7th-Mar-2013 05:08 pm - What on Earth . . . ?
Hawk1701 is back?????!!!!!
Huh what um uh fah wha huh?

Yiu know, dear reader, I've even, over the past years, googled (yes googled in my hazy-est of hazy moments) my old username to see . . . if peeps missed me. Sad? Maybe not sad for you but it was sad for me, within my brain.

But I'm back and going to tackle one of the hardest fandoms that I did NOT tackle in the Before (I may or may not elaborate on "The Before" though it may prove to be a tasty salty crunchy treat which will be unraveled like a pull-and-peel twizzller) . . . waitforitwaitforitwaitforitwaitforit (I forgot how fast my mind moves and how difficult it is to type at a speed in which I can maintain a flowandstillthinkalliwanttothink)

STAR TREK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TOS.

Not the new movie. Cuz, and children, I don't mean to offend. BELIEVE me. But that is not Kirk and Spock. I know I KNOW, there are fleets of new shippers out there, calling it Spirk or some such thing, and they are younger kirk and spock and they are angsty and deviant and so hopelessly brittle-illy in love etc etc, and I'm coo with it. Keep on writing. Keep qualifying your interest/appreciation for something (as amazing and incredible and worthy of scholars a billion years from now) by rating the "hotness" of the actors involved.

I kknnnnnowwwww, Chris and Zach are cute and cuddly and "look a pic with their underwear showing!" but I am imagining, purely my opinion and it makes me more sad than angry because I am now old and set in my ways like any 26 year old says they are never going to do but there is more "squee"ing than actual love of sci-fi in this new Spirk-ing.

Shatner? Nimoy? Scotty? Not the worst looking peeps but not the best. They wore eyes shadow *shrug* I was attracted to Spock growing up. When other girls my age were swanning over Brad Pitt and whoever else I was drawing picks of tall, thin, weird-looking nimoy with pointy ears. Then (and you will excuse the sudden and prushing lint of my shoulder way of disclosing this) I look back now and still find him attractive but find myself va-va-vooming more over Uhura (since having come to terms with a bisexuality that is lovely and swell and oft confusing to a human being (everyone is pretty/sexy/desirable (the republicans were right, it will be anarchy and disaster for us wall, sex everywhere!!)) The gams on her! Dang girl.Not to mention all the alien ladies with little to nothing on. And Nurse Chapel, though that ones a little weird because she is married to Gene and Gene was always a father figure to me (Great Bird of the Galaxy) and so that would make her a mom figure but she is still very pretty ohgodohgod.


This all brings me to my next point, which I've heard reiterated: Kirk and Spock are not gay. I'm a believer, and practice-er of fluid sexuality, if you have a problem with that than you can LEAVE NOW. Kinsey had the right idea and I'm sticking to that. HOWEVER: I think Kirk is bisexual and Spock, well Spock, I'm thinking he's all the way to 6 gay. And there the tragic nature of their love is born! I beleive that Spock is in love with Kirk and really wants something out of their relationship, as in *nudge nudge* and Kirk is fine with flirting and side-stepping etc. Oblivious. To a point. And his sexiness-charmer-supposed manwhore-ness: it's not all together genuine people! It's a tool! I will probs go into a story where I can explain the psychology behind this kind of pervasive behavior. He uses his sexuality to get what he wants! He may have been abused at some point and was only "good" at sex and only got attention that way or something like, but if you watch the episodes (and I have, all the way through TOS, TNG, DS9, enterprise, voyager, the movies it all dozens of times, maybe a hundred times) he may have fallen in love with one or two ladies (like . . .  that robot in the Cloud Miners, but not really a real lady) but otherwise it was part of a wool-over-their-eyes or some sort of alien influence. RIGHT?? Back me up someone, please. What he cares about is his ship. Only the Enterprise.

Spock wanted him. Kirk was 1.afraid of the real thing 2.blinded by duties and priorities

So, all you Spirk-ers out there, the nature of love is not a swell of prokaryotic cells that swim through your body and compromise all your bodily systems and leave you with broken capillaries on your checks and insects swirling around your abdomen  - - -  it has to do with priorities and those things are actually stronger than love (or affection, because its not really LOVE at that point) Point being, Spock has his duties true but his desire to be in a relationship with Kirk may be higher up there on the list. Seems kinda cold, children but its the truth of life.

OK . . .  I think that was all my point:

1. Spock is gay.
2.Kirk is bi.
3.Spock is in love with Kirk and has troubles with reciprocation.
4. Kirk uses his sexuality to get what he needs to for the sake of his mission, the safty of the crew, etc.
5. I have trouble with the new fandom (I'm being honest) Spock and Kirk never hated each other! :( I know the movie made him snarky, and in the series he was, but it was always warm between them.
6. Oh! And Spock is an ALIEN. As in not human. Let's not forget that as we move forward. Alien. Not from Earth. May be a little bit of a hard thing for Kirk to think about too, though not like they'd be able to have babies anyway . . . point is, well I like to never forget, that he is an alien.

And . . . if anyone is out there from the Before . . . hi. Miss you.
23rd-Aug-2008 11:27 pm(no subject)
Paper, twigs and glass

I’m made of twigs and bit of paper

twined and woven together, I rustle as I move

Scraping my wooden fingers against the sky

Scratching on paper, leaving behind blood and shredded skin

Red ink and sawdust are my words

My eyes are pieces of broken glass,

my hair dried brittle grass

Last week a storm blew me apart

I was strewn across the wet pavement

Branches snapped

Ribs splintered

under heavy heels

My scattered eyes clicked and rolled

Stopped and laid

on the pavement

refracting the light from the sun that

finally came out

Wind blew me more, further apart

Hopelessly apart


23rd-Mar-2008 10:23 am(no subject)
Well, obviously I've been rather active in the community lately. I've laughed, I've cried, I've learned how to balance a spoon on the end of my nose, and I've microwaved endless cups of instant coffee. To get through this difficult time I resorted to taking foolish and often dangerous risks such as walking on slippery wooden floors with only socks on, with no regard to my personal wellbeing. I also went through the whole house and pulled the plug on all my clocks so they'd tell me, constantly, that it was 1:35 in the afternoon. All except the Star Wars watch I got out of the bottom of a cereal box, which I ended up having to destroy, much to my regret. But now, it's all over and I finally know what time it is, as well as the date, what planet I'm on, and the price of a gallon of milk. To celebrate the closing of one chapter (or ten, as it happens) and the opening of another, I held a Thank God Wilson Fest Is Over party at my house but sadly, no one showed up. No hard feelings, I wasn't really looking forward to charades anyway . . . Twister might have been fun but bygones are, as they say, bygones.

Anyway, with this mini-break I'm taking, and considering how much attention I've been drawing to myself (sort of like intentionally forgetting to tie up your food while camping (though if I were to use that metaphor that would mean that you guys are the wolves and bears, which of course you're not, I adore all of you, so please, please don't tear me apart for the half-full jar of peanut butter, granola bars, and dried pineapple in my camping gear))  I've decided to say a bit more about the person hawk1701. Who is she? What are her likes, dislikes? How does she take her coffee? Has she ever gambled away everything but her life insurance in Vegas? Does she know how to foxtrot? I don't know, it might be interesting to find out, though. Anyone ready to have a go? For all the shudders out there, I apologize because, it would seem, I actually am evil. This is not a realization I take lightly, by the way, I've always felt myself a good person.

Thus, I'm making it multiple-choice! I'll give you a selection of possible answers for "Who I am" and you have to pick which one you think it is, based on what you've read in my fics or comments or whatever. For those of you, the few of you, that know the answer, mum is the word. The prize for those that get it right? What could I give over the computer . . . I could take specific requests? Any sort of story, fluff, angst, I'll do it. Um . . . I dunno . . . I could make you an icon (if you don't have the means or skills yourself) or a wallpaper *shrug* We'll discuss prizes later, I guess.

Here goes! Just pick one and let me know! It could be any one of these!

Question: Who are you hawk1701?

Answer:

a). I'm from a small, somewhat rural town in southern Montana. My parents got divorced when I was eleven so I spent most of my childhood either with my mother in the cities or with my father in the country where he had a small farm with chickens, horses, and sheep. Later his new girlfriend would call me "nothing but a silly girl that lives in a fantasy world" which would cause my hatred for her to increase and the frequency of visits to my father to decrease, eventually lending to the successful transition from country life to city life. I am now working toward getting a degree in interior design. I enjoy chocolate and secretly hate Jane Austin.

b). I was born in France, the second of four children. When I was three my father took a job in London so we had to leave France and travel to London. My mother was pregnant with my youngest sister at the time and went into labor while crossing the Channel. During the commotion I was separated from my family and lost for a whole eighteen hours. They found me later in Ashford, alone, hungry, and terrified. The experience haunts me to this day even though I can't really remember any of it except asking where my mum was in French and only getting rude, English answers in return from a strange man in a bowler hat who smelled like fish and cigar smoke. I'm currently a student of English Literature. I enjoy toffee and use only the ferry while crossing the channel.

c). I live in Alaska, near the border of Canada. I moved out of the house when I was sixteen due to a terrible home life and lived with a close friend until I got a scholarship to go to school and my father and mother got divorced.  My father ended up needing a liver transplant and I ended up dropping out of school. I then worked at a public riding stable targeted toward annoying tourists. While working there I broke my arm, fell in love, and eventually got fired because of my supposed "indiscreet relationship" (though it actually wasn't, a fellow employee just want "someone like me" gone). Angry and cast out, yet again, I joined a community college and am now working toward a degree in visual effects.

d). I was born in London and moved to the states when I was sixteen because of my father's career change. Growing up, I had a mild stuttering problem that, though not severe, caused a lot of difficulty in communication. One of my greatest achievements, therefore, was playing the part of Mustardseed in my schools adaption of A Midsummer Night Dream and delivering all my lines perfectly (all five of them). Acting however, went to my head, and by the time I was a teenager I had a warped few of humanity and its many foils, blending into the wrong kind of crowd which would eventually lead me down a path of illegal drugs and an obsession with plastic cutlery. I am now clean, sober, and working on my cutlery problem, getting a degree in graphic design. I loath bananas and never drink herbal tea.

So, cast your votes. If anyone has read this, which I'm not sure that they have, thank you *gratitude* *bows*
15th-Mar-2008 12:54 pm(no subject)

Title: Mêlée
Author:</a>hawk1701
Prompt:
  214. Wilson finds himself in a war trench and House is his Colonel.
Rating:
PG-13
Characters/Parings:
H/ W, AU
Warnings:
violence, blood, a few swear words (not so much this part though).
Disclaimer:
Kraft Macaroni and Cheese at 49 cents a box is pushing it for me . . . how could I own House?
Authors’ Notes:
I am not a history major. I don't know a horrible lot about WW1, so I'd just like to say that I don't claim to know everything about it, any mistakes or errors are completely mine and I really hope they don't take away from the story. This is my first AU, so it's a bit nerve racking. But please, I beg faith, even without historical accuracy, AU fics are still good.

And again, this story is dedicated to </a></b></a>youngfreak92, *love*. All the parts are done, I'll post them every other day or so.

thanks for the responses so far *gratitude* enjoy!

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4
15th-Mar-2008 12:48 pm(no subject)

Title: Island
Author:hawk1701
Prompt:
175. Wilson & House are a couple; they have to deal with Wilson's homophobic brother.
Rating:
PG-13
Characters/Parings:
H/ W established, Wilson’s brother.
Warnings:
violence, a few swear words.
Disclaimer:
I reuse plastic cutlery . . . how could I own House?
Authors’ Notes:
I’m dedicating this story (both my wilson_fest stories) to </b> who I owe more than I can say. All the parts are done, I'll post them every other day or so.


Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
7th-Mar-2008 11:31 am(no subject)

Title: Mêlée (1/5)
Author:</a>hawk1701
Prompt:
  214. Wilson finds himself in a war trench and House is his Colonel.
Rating:
PG-13
Characters/Parings:
H/ W, AU
Warnings:
violence, blood, a few swear words.
Disclaimer:
Kraft Macaroni and Cheese at 49 cents a box is pushing it for me . . . how could I own House?
Authors’ Notes:
I am not a history major. I don't know a horrible lot about WW1, so I'd just like to say that I don't claim to know everything about it, any mistakes or errors are completely mine and I really hope they don't take away from the story. This is my first AU, so it's a bit nerve racking.

And again, this story is dedicated to </a></b></a>youngfreak92, *love*. All the parts are done, I'll post them every other day or so.





10th-Jan-2008 09:50 pm(no subject)
Um . . .hallo . . . here are a few things I've done, things that fit outside fandoms . . . um . . . *cough* . . . just some writing and some art . . . *fidgets* . . . oh I'm hopeless . . . my exhausted-meter just red-lined too . . . 

First off, some art.

A drawing (featuring Cockroach Man and a hippogriff)


A painting (it was a class assignment for a seafood cookbook actually)







This is a story (not all of it, just a bit) that I've been working on for a very very very very (an enormous amount of verys) long time. It's about a werewolf. Also, to avoid confusion and an angry audience flinging rotten fruit at me, I'll try and explain a little more about it. It's first person POV, but every chapter is a different person. There are a few central characters that it switches back and forth from but its never just from one person. Basically, there's Sky (the werewolf) Jim (a cop that gets caught up in the whole thing) along with others like Sky's neighbor, Greg (Jim's freind) and maybe four or five others. So, here it is. In chapters (sort of) its over a hundred pages long, so I'll post them in bits if people are interested. Let me know if you are.

3rd-Jan-2008 10:52 pm(no subject)
My Fics:
Sorry, they're not really in any particular order but I think its all of them. I can't express the gratitude I feel, and though I could type "thank you" a million times it would still not quite reach the level of thankfulness required to convey how much I couldn't have done it without readers. You are the wind in my sails, the petrel in my car, the sugar on my Corn Flakes, the detergent in my clothes. Cheers.

And one drawing: House sketch

House MD: House/Wilson

Sweet
Most recent "i'm coming back from the dead" fic. Ice-cream, or rather, frozen yogurt and it's respective gay-ness. Just a bit of fun.

Running Out

This is a short-ish one-shot. Angsty, House's POV, he;s at the office late, feeling very very blue, wishing Wilson would help him. Warning: the aforementioned angst and cutting.

Late Thursday Night
House wants to see if he can pick someone up. After having a fight with Wilson he wants to see if he can attract someone while getting back at Wilson at the same time. So he goes to a bar . . . House/ OMC.

There Are No Planes Up in the Sky
This is my first House/Wilson fic, which became many parts, which then led way to all my other H/W fics.
It's not quite finished yet *prepares to dodge flying fruit* but I'll return to it eventually.
 It's a "how is all started" fic. House decides to take Wilson to dinner, Wilson ends up being forced to admit the truth, Cameron has a daring evil plan, Vicodin (in mass quantities) is consumed, and its all great fun . . . or is it . . . .
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3.1
Part 3.2
Part 4.1
Part 4.2

The Merry Wives of Wilson
A short little bit about each of Wilson's wives, slightly from House's POV .

From The Ward
Another one that got away with me. Blindfolded me at local coffee shop, threw me in the back of a van, wrote a ransom note that was ignored by my "loved ones", eventually came to realize I "grew on them", said they were terribly sorry but if I wouldn't mind terribly we could move to Scotland and mend nets together . . .
Or, if you prefer summaries, this fic is from House's POV during rehab, his relationship with Wilson, his relationship with pills and which is more important . . .
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6

Jello
A story I am deeply proud of, short, perfect, and somewhat jiggly. House/Wilson.

Two Rooms
My fic response to "One Day, One Room". House actually DOES know what Eve is going through, secrets from his past reveal themselves. In One Day, One room, Eve says to Cuddy she has no idea what she's going through and Cuddy asks her if she thinks House does, which is the platform from which this story sprung. And not that I usually write fluff or anything, but this is pretty strong themed material, actually dealing with things I've gone through, so I know how awful it is. It's been sort of therapeutic writing it, although one could argue that all writing is. And, because I don't know how to let things go there might be a follow up to this, maybe somewhere in the fluff arena, though I don't really know yet.
Part 1
Part 2

The Same Recipe
It was the Squee heard around the world. Spoilers and response to the forth season episode "97 Seconds" from Wilson's POV (which I don't do a lot it seems, this might be the only time . . . huh)


RPS:

Hugh/Robert
Hugh/ Stephen


The Emmy Doesn't Go To
Hugh Laurie/ Robert Sean Leonard (also Hugh/ Stephen) RPS (Real-Person-Slash)
The Emmys have indeed come and gone, and it seems I was the conduit to the unfortunate premonition that Hugh wouldn't win, of which it gives me no pride whatsoever to say I was right in this prediction.  The premise this far it thus: greeted with a new season of House, Hugh was also greeted by a new turn in House and Wilson’s often turbulent relationship. In this part, Hugh is dealing with what happened in the last parts, and also has to deal with Robert who has similar dysfunctional copping skills. Also Stephen makes an appearance (everyone yay for Stephen, I know I do, whenever I have a spare moment) (said appearances are of both the present and past variety (it seems I'm fond of flashbacks, but then, who isn't))
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 3.2
Part 4

Suspicion
John/Peter
John and Peter were characters in the BBC comedy series "A Bit of Fry and Laurie" that featured Hugh (Bloody) Laurie and Stephen (Professionally-Tall) Fry. This is my fic about them and their relationship from Marjory's (John's ex-wife) POV.
Part 1
Part 2


Jeeves and Wooster


No One the Wooster
Bertie/Jeeves
Bertie Wooster and Jeeves are from many many books by PG Wodehouse and their subsequent television show featuring (a nice pie for anyone who guesses right) Hugh Laurie (as Bertie) and Stephen Fry (as Jeeves). This fic is from Jeeves' POV, Bertie comes home drunk one night, they sort of/on accident/ kissed, Aunt Agatha is attempting to set Bertie up with someone and everything is a blasted mess . . .
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4


M*A*S*H: Hawkeye/BJ

Yellow Blackbirds and Cuckoos
Hawkeye/ BJ. From the television show M*A*S*H. Hawk is institutionalized after having a relapse. Radar visits him with a letter from California . . .
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3

No Olive Drab
Hawk/BJ
After the episode "The Bus" when they all had to tell about their first loves. Hawk doesn't answer, not until Beej asks him later and things get a little complicated
Part 1
Part 2
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