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“A Fragment out of Time”, published in 1974. Kirk / Spock. page 1 page 2

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It was his second bar of the night. The first one wasn't a vibe at all. Buck was having a nice time, sitting by himself and people watching. When the lack of women started to sink in, it was already too late.

A very handsome older man approached his table and started talking. Buck liked to talk, so that was fine. But then came another. And another. Soon his table was crowded and he wasn't sure who was talking to who. It got overstimulating very fast.

Right before he started to panic, he felt hands on his shoulders. ”Give the kid some air, yeah?” The whole table erupted, but the guy at his back stood firm. Before he knew what was happening, the guy had him by the armpits and pulled him to his feet.

5 facts about an AU where...BuckTommy are soulmates in a universe where you see color when you meet your soulmate and they meet the night of the cruise ship rescue

(Imagine that somehow this did not affect Tommy becoming a pilot lol)

(we are absolutely breezing RIGHT PAST the pilot of it all, don’t even worry about it)

1. Buck has seen color his whole life—Maddie was his first soulmate, after all, someone who loved and cared for him even when his parents wouldn’t. He saw yellow: saffrons and golds and lemons and ambers and buttery soft blushes of color.

He met Bobby and saw blue. The sky and the ocean, calm and tempestuous both—the color of their uniforms, the color of his own eyes.

Eddie introduced him to brown—rich, earthy soil, the bark on the trees, the color of chocolate, Eddie’s eyes big and bright, the soft dark fall of Maddie’s hair.

He had never had any reason to imagine he was missing anything.

2. Tommy was nearing 40 and his world was still gray. He might not know what color looked like, but he knew exactly what he was missing.

3. “Evan,” the man shaking his hand said. “I’m. Evan Buckley. You can, uh, you can call me Evan.” He was still shaking Tommy’s hand. There was something about it that was… captivating, maybe. Something that felt different. Tommy wasn’t too concerned, though. He’s met pretty guys before. They had a cruise ship to find.

*

Oh my god, Buck thought. He flexed his hand after Tommy released it. The edges of his vision were limned in white.

4. The fake mouth static was. Well. Even in the circumstances, it was kind of charming, wasn’t it? Something about it pinged something in Buck but he couldn’t out his finger on what. Something was different, but… he didn’t know what it was. And it didn’t matter, did it? Not until Athena and Bobby were safe.

They flew through intermittent showers, landed on a capsized cruise ship, and Bobby and Athena were safe. They were okay. Buck felt his whole body unclench in relief.

He and Eddie stood with the pilot—with Tommy. He was the one who made it all possible, thank goodness he was willing to listen to Hen’s hunch, was willing to let Chim cash in a favor. Buck put a hand on his shoulder to thank him. Tommy turned, a little surprised.

But before Buck could say anything—

The world burst to life.

Buck had seen color his whole life, but he had never seen this. Everything had been shadowed, muted like the dregs of paint washed off a brush. Cast over by a specter of gray. It had never been so bright. Vivid. It had never been this.

Buck sucked in a breath and looked around a while new world. And then—Tommy. He wanted to see the man who had brought new life to his world.

5. Tommy could hardly look at him. He was slack-jawed, so shocked it sat on his face like fear. He swallowed a few times and took a halting step back. His mouth opened but he couldn’t speak. Tears ran down his cheeks.

“Hey,” Buck said. “Are you… are you okay?”

“Your eyes,” Tommy said hoarsely. “They’re. Are they… blue?”

Buck nodded. “Yeah,” he said. “Yours, too.”

“I, uh…” He laughed wetly and wiped the back of his hand in a rough swipe across his cheek. “I never knew it would be like this. The… All the colors. I’ve never—“

Buck took a step closer, but this time Tommy didn’t step back. “Hey,” he said again, softer. He hoped he made Tommy’s world as bright as Tommy had made his. He put a hand on Tommy’s cheek, and Tommy sucked in a breath through his nose and closed his eyes. “You must have been waiting for a long time. I’m… I’m glad I’m finally here.”

Not because I’m lazy or unworthy or anything like that…

…but because one of my distant uncles was among the eight survivors of the Essex, the ship that inspired the ending of Moby Dick and sank after being rammed by a whale, and what do I fuckin do after my bloodline has this Ordeal at Sea?

Rating: Explicit

204,114 words, 28/28 chapters

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Tags: Into The Drowning Deep AU, Alternate Universe - Mermaids, mermaid Steve Harrington, Siren Steve Harrington, Monsterfucker Eddie Munson, Human/Monster Romance, Getting Together, Meet-Ugly, Mutual Pining, Developing Relationship, Alien Cultural Differences, Awkward Conversations, Language Barrier, Sign Language, Misunderstandings, platonic hellcheer, Platonic Stobin, Survivor Guilt, Homesickness, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Speculative Monster Biology, Mpreg, Unplanned Pregnancy, mild pregnancy related body horror, I got a little weird with this one ngl, Animal Death, Minor Character Death, the antagonist trifecta of Jason-Billy-Brenner, Blood and Gore, implied/referenced cannibalism regarding the mermaids not the humans, although some humans are killed and eaten, mermaids in this au are hungry monsters 🥺, Porn with Feelings, Fluff and Smut, Skinny Dipping, First Time Bottoming, Masturbation, Semi-Public Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Anal Sex, Hand Jobs, Oral Sex, Penis in Cloaca sex, look the biology gets weird I don't know how to tag for that, Sex in a lake, Switching, but mostly:, Top Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Queer Eddie Munson, Queer Steve Harrington

Summary:

In the night the merman was painted monstrous by the act. Jaws that cracked open on too many teeth, a voice between its lips that wasn’t its to take, red blood on its face and its claws and staining the ends of its hair and chest. Almost human. And entirely, dramatically, undeniably nothing human. By the daylight, though, Eddie’s merman is something else entirely. Eddie’s kind of scared to sleep now. Not because of the usual horror show of watching people get murdered and eaten right in front of him. But because his merman is quite possibly the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his life. There’s gotta be a special hell for sexualising the thing that ate your best friend’s boyfriend. If not, they should probably make one for Eddie. *** Or: The Hawkins National Laboratory is up to some shady shit. Not that Eddie's paying any attention, not until he finds something trapped in Lovers' Lake. Or, more accurately, not until something trapped in Lovers’ Lake finds him.

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Abby is in the kitchen of her and Sam's home in Phoenix, mixing dough for a focaccia. It's going to be a great focaccia, and she works the herbs into it with only a bit of spite. Some of Sam's college friends are coming to visit that evening. 

It's not that she dislikes them. It's uglier, more complicated than that. They're good, warm, kindhearted people, but they knew a version of Sam that she never will. She knows on some level that it's a ridiculous thing to be jealous of: she knows who Sam is now, and she wouldn't have it any other way. There are parts of her that he will never know either, and they're both better off for that. That doesn't mean it doesn't get under her skin when Sam's friends make him snort and wheeze with uncontrollable laughter as they recount the exploits of a man with Sam's name who bears no resemblance to the kind, gentle man she's been married to for four years. Abby doesn't think she would have fallen in love with that other man, or that he would have fallen in love with the person she used to be. 

She loves her life now, and so she chafes against any reminder of how unlikely it was that she would have ended up in it. She met Sam at the exact right time for both of them, completely by chance: fellow Americans travelling alone in Europe. What were the odds? How close did she come to never even catching sight of this version of her life, nevermind actually grabbing hold of it? 

Abby's phone rings, breaking her concentration. The name that appears on her screen makes her blink. Speaking of long odds and past lives. Curiosity gives way to worry as she wipes the oil off of one hand and answers. 

"Well this is a surprise," she says, tucking the phone between her cheek and shoulder. "Hi Buck. Is everything okay?" 

A wet laugh comes through the speaker. "Depends on your definition, I guess. Do you, uh, do you have a minute?" 

Abby's stomach drops. "Of course. What's going on?" 

"You're never gonna believe this one. Uh, so, it turns out I'm bisexual." 

"Oh." Did her ex-boyfriend really break years of amicable silence just to come out to her? "Okay. Well, congratulations. I take it you figured that out recently?" 

"Yeah, uh, about- about six months ago. I didn't have the word yet, but I met this guy, and, uh- well, this is the part you're not gonna believe." 

Now Abby is intrigued. "I'm all ears." 

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Chapters: 8/9 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Jim “Chief” Hopper, Joyce Byers, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Maxine “Max” Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, really everyone is here at points Chapter Summary:

People keep trying to get him to eat. Dustin is here. He is aware that he is not alone, that he is surrounded. He is aware that these people love Steve very much and he thinks they must hate him. He hates himself. He should never have told Steve how long they drove him to get to that warehouse. If he’d delayed a little longer, he would be dead and Steve would be all right.

El sits across from him. She is quiet and she is alone. She will not meet his gaze.

Eddie hates her and he hates himself and he hates Jim Hopper. They should have kept Steve home. They should never have tried to save Eddie at Steve’s expense.

Doors burst open and Eddie looks up. He’s on his feet. He thinks it is a doctor with bad news, but it is so much worse.

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Even funnier, Buck was about to propose - wanted to do it up in the air because he knows that's where Tommy feels truly free but he can't propose when Tommy's flying so he planned the balloon thing and has this whole beautiful romantic speech ready about wanting to spend the rest of his life making sure he's part of what gives Tommy freedom etc.

But Tommy is serious. Buck cancels the tour and goes back to the car and Tommy's feeling bad with how hardline he was and how crestfallen Evan is so he's like, hey, look, it was a nice thought, sorry. And hey, I know you had this all planned out but - we're in wine country - in fact a buddy of mine has an in at a very exclusive winery around here, we can still salvage the day!

So Tommy calls in a favor and takes them up to some perfect niche spot where they can sip on wine and decadent charcuterie and such, he orders them the best treats, gets them the most romantic little side nook to sit in looking out over the beautiful rolling hills of the vineyards below.

Meanwhile Buck is fully in his head spiraling out - honestly he has barely slept for days between busy shifts at work he doubled up on to get the vacation days and nerves over-preparing for this - and now all he can think is Tommy must've sensed that he was about to propose -