#hughnor

reason:

Jonathan del Arco, Hugh's actor, is a gay man and portrayed Hugh as being in love with Elnor. When recording his scenes with Elnor, he posted a picture of Evan Evagora on his social media with the caption "My Elnor 🌈🌈🌈".

Prior to Season 2's release, Evan Evagora stated he would have liked to explore Elnor's sexuality, implying there's a slim chance that Elnor may have liked Hugh back.

New Sheets (The Politics of Mending) (I'm hooked on the title alone!)

La Sirena D&D Classes (special interest brain go brrrrr)

Slow Burn Drabble (Intriguing oxymoron. Tell me everything!)

Hughnor Fix-It (pls save us from Paramount)

I cannot tell you how delighted I am that you picked New Sheets!! Since (I think) it's TRULY the most Song-Spero-Coded WIP of the entire bunch! It's what I'm hoping to post for this year's Merry Month of Cohen angst fest. Though, true to form, I can't resist angst but with a hopeful ending.

The tag notes for the fic read: Hugh, Elnor, Bajoran xB OC, Elnor/Hugh, emotional hurt/comfort, quest to give Hugh a good night's sleep, xB’s reclaiming their cultural identity, what it means to be a stateless person in space, Visible textiles mending as healing metaphor? Don’t mind if I do.

I really hope I manage to get it done 🤞

You're the third person to ask about the Sirena D&D one so I think I'm going to try and finish that and post it!

Slow Burn Drabble - you asking about this gave me the boost I needed to post the thing - it's here:

Slow Burn - Regionalpancake - Star Trek: Picard (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

[Or here's the tumblr post]

Thank you so much! I haven't felt able to do anything on AO3 in months - you really helped me <3

And lastly the Hughnor Fix-It - I'm not sure if I'll ever finish it, it feels a bit sprawling and unwieldy since... there's a lot to fix XD such as the fact you Can Not kill an ex drone ON A CUBE! But I don't mind sharing the start.

Hugh’s head hurt. He screwed his eyes closed against the rising pain, but the pulsing, roar of blood that echoed in his ears continued regardless. He tried to look around, but the darkness was total. A thin breeze made the side of his face feel cold. Wet, maybe? He tried to lift his arm, to touch his fingers to his cheeks, but found himself pinned. He couldn’t move. Sudden fear swelled in his chest as he remembered the crash of the Borg cube. He tried to twist his torso free but a burst of searing pain along his back stopped his movement.  Think. The Romulans had taken the Artefact. They’d killed hostages. Hugh recoiled violently away from the thought. They’d fought back. Him and Elnor. Elnor! He remembered the Qowat Milat drawing his blade. Taking on Narissa head to head. He remembered a knife in his neck. Sudden, panic-borne strength let him wrench an arm loose from the rubble. He roughly pawed at his neck. There didn’t seem to be a wound, but in the darkness he couldn't be sure. His neck felt cold and slick. He smelled iron on his fingers. He tried to think. He could remember Elnor holding him. He could remember his vision going dark. Had he died? He didn’t feel dead. And he had been hoping that what lay after death might be a little more exciting than total darkness and a throbbing pain in his head…

Thank you so much for these @song-spero I really enjoyed answering them! <3

Slow Burn - Regionalpancake - Star Trek: Picard (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: Star Trek: Picard Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Elnor/Hugh | Third of Five, Agnes Jurati/Cristóbal Rios, Raffi Musiker/Seven of Nine Characters: Seven of Nine, Elnor (Star Trek), Jean-Luc Picard, Agnes Jurati, Hugh | Third of Five, Soji Asha, Cristóbal Rios, Raffi Musiker Additional Tags: season 1.5, Fluff and Angst, Crew as Family, Hugh | Third of Five Lives, startrekpotluck2025, I've missed writing drabbles but I've missed this crew more

Summary: Everyones' usual order says something about them, and it's no different on La Sirena. A collection of drabbles for StarTrekPotluck2025

It's that time 🥳 My contribution for this years @startrekpotluck 💜 It felt good to flex the drabble writing muscles again!

The perfect ask does not exist.

This ask: hold my beer

I imagine that, as with all things, Hugh would have been thinking deeply and planing carefully. It’s just whether or not that survives contact with his outstandingly bad luck and Elnor’s impulsive nature.

I think Hugh would have a restaurant date planned. He would have spent more time than he’d care to admit choosing the place based on reviews, cuisine type, and Romantic Quotient (a score based on ambiance, tone, average lighting level, location, and decor - something he slapped together to make choosing easier. It didn’t make it easier.)

Given Hugh’s life there will be some sort of BRP related emergency. It could be bad luck, it might be the universe saying ‘fuck you in particular Hugh’ as usual, or it could be that the Romulan officers dealing with the Artifact are absolutely not above using recent search data to guess that the Director is more distracted than usual and that now would be an excellent time for machinations™️

Regardless of the reason for having to cancel their first real date, I imagine Hugh would be so sad and apologetic, and then pretty devastated when Elnor’s response is just a quick shrug and walking off.

Hugh tries not to let his upset show, and gets to work on the BRP emergency.

He’s got his head in his hands, staring fruitlessly at the PADDs on the desk, when Elnor comes back - with freshly made flatbreads, along with some things in jars that Hugh can’t identify. Elnor takes the blanket from under his arm and sets it up on the floor, along with the provisions.

The bread is still warm. So is Elnor’s smile.

If you haven't read it, and you're a Hughnor fan, check it out!