brighteyedjill: Bones is pensive (ST: McCoy in gray)
Title: Though My Soul May Set in Darkness
Author: [livejournal.com profile] brighteyed_jill
Fanmixer: [livejournal.com profile] echoinautumn
Fanmix: Music!
Artist: [livejournal.com profile] acquiescence_
Art link: Poster, banner, and icons
Word Count: ~60,000
Characters/Pairings: McCoy/Chekov + ensemble main crew, background OCs and other pairings
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: implied and remembered non-con, graphic dub con, implied underage, slavery and inherent consent issues, messing around with people’s minds, violence, non-graphic torture, aphrodisiac substances employed deviously (none of it perpetrated by the good guys), and angst. Also, pseudo!science.
Beta(s): the eagle-eyed [livejournal.com profile] vellum and the queen of idea-bouncing [livejournal.com profile] jaune_chat
Note: This story is a sequel to We Have Loved the Stars Too Fondly…, my big bang entry from last year. I'd recommend reading that first, but there's a "previously on" at the top of this story's first part if you need it.
Summary: Chekov has recovered from a year spent in captivity after an away mission gone wrong; he’s repaired relationships with his friends and built a new love with a certain surly ship’s doctor. A new undercover mission could offer Chekov closure, but other crew members object to putting himself in danger again. Chekov knows he’s strong enough to face his fears, but can he convince those closest to him that this mission is worth the risk?

Reach me down my Tycho Brahe, I would know him when we meet, When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet. )
brighteyedjill: Bones is pensive (ST: Spock - kickin it Brit style)
I wrote 30,000 words this weekend. I need no NaNoWriMo. I only need a crisis, a Big Bang deadline, and my Word processor.

And sometime in the future, I will actually start socializing again, I swear. In the meantime, look for my [livejournal.com profile] startrekbigbang on Tuesday. Er... late Tuesday.
brighteyedjill: Bones is pensive (ST: Chekov - chill out)
Today's my [livejournal.com profile] startrekbigbang day! Go check out 57,000 words of angst.

I do most of my writing during my train commute or my lunch hour, which means no laptop. Normally I write in a little black notebook, but once a story of any magnitude gets going, I tend to write scenes out of order, and I need to refer to what I wrote before, or I write a skeleton version of a scene (usually just dialogue) and need to fill it in. So I print out a section and edit on the train, and when I get home for the evening I transcribe it all. So I end up with a lot of marked up paper.

This time I saved it all and threw it in a stack on my trusty drafting table. This is the result: all the marked-up drafts of various sections of We Have Loved the Stars are in this pile right here.



Rain forests are weeping. But fans of angsty slave fic are rejoicing. I hope.
brighteyedjill: Bones is pensive (ST: McCoy - he's sewenteen)

Master Post



Title: We Have Loved the Stars Too Fondly to be Fearful of the Night
Art: by [livejournal.com profile] wheres_walnut is here
Fanmix by [livejournal.com profile] snarkyrainbow is here
Characters/Pairings: McCoy/Chekov, Chekov/others mentioned, plus ensemble cast
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: slavery, non- and dub-con, violence (but no explicit torture), emotional abuse, but none of it inflicted by the good guys. Also, explicit sex.
Word count: 57,000
Authors Notes: Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] redandglenda for catching my mistakes, [livejournal.com profile] vellum for not letting me get away with anything, and [livejournal.com profile] jaune_chat for everything always.Title quotation from The Old Astronomer to His Pupil by Sarah Williams. Written for [livejournal.com profile] startrekbigbang
Summary: More than anyone else on the Enterprise, Leonard McCoy knows that space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence. As much as he’s seen in the two years since the Narada incident, he’s not prepared when a simple mission ends in the disappearance of a crewmember. The crew must adjust to the idea that one of their own may never come home.

On with the show )
brighteyedjill: Bones is pensive (ST: Chekov - looks unsure)
Title: We Have Loved the Stars Too Fondly to be Fearful of the Night - Part One
Art: by [livejournal.com profile] wheres_walnut is here
Fanmix by [livejournal.com profile] snarkyrainbow is here
Characters/Pairings: McCoy/Chekov, Chekov/others mentioned, plus ensemble cast
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: slavery, non- and dub-con, violence (but no explicit torture), emotional abuse, but none of it inflicted by the good guys. Also, explicit sex.
Authors Notes: Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] redandglenda for catching my mistakes, [livejournal.com profile] vellum for not letting me get away with anything, and [livejournal.com profile] jaune_chat for everything always.Title quotation from The Old Astronomer to His Pupil by Sarah Williams.
Summary: More than anyone else on the Enterprise, Leonard McCoy knows that space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence. As much as he’s seen in the two years since the Narada incident, he’s not prepared when a simple mission ends in the disappearance of a crewmember. The crew must adjust to the idea that one of their own may never come home.


Chekov always found the most efficient course with ease, but the idea of the long way captured his attention and his imagination during many hours at the conn.  )

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