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a little crevice for hope to grow in by nonbinaryezrabridger
Fandoms: Mad Max Series (Movies)
22 Jun 2026
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Troll says:
“Sandstorm’s here.”
Cheedo whispers:
“What does a sandstorm feel like?”
The warboys stare, shock on their faces, and Zuk asks, his voice strangely something approaching gentle:
“You never felt a sandstorm before?”
[Furiosa's crew are fully aware of the women hiding in the hold, and they intend to do anything they can to help her escape plan succeed.
Inspired by the mad max kink meme prompt: the war boys that rode out with the war rig are accomplices.]
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- Part 1 of unofficial mad max kink meme fills
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The rest of the crew move around each other like different parts of the same body, but they’ve all been welcoming enough. Polite, and none of them try to press her for information about her previous life that she doesn’t want to give. She does feel welcome, even if the rations suck and she can’t get used to sleeping in a moving vehicle all the time. They're getting along well, for so many people co-habiting such a small space.
They stop routinely on the side of the road. It’s peaceful, and very different than the slums around Fiddler’s Green. Slack enjoys it, almost as much as she enjoys watching Pretty Boy stretch her long, bared legs as she walks along the cracked asphalt. Slack hasn’t put a skirt back on yet, but Pretty Boy makes it look easy, like she delights in it. She’s, undeniably, the crew member who has most piqued Slack’s interest.
[While Dead Reckoning travels northward, Slack starts to get to know the crew and realizes, most of all, she wants to know Pretty Boy better. Pretty Boy is equally intrigued, and willing to share.]
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- Part 2 of she has a voice, doesn't she?
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[Canon divergence based on Miller's earlier backstory for Furiosa, wherein she was a "gift" to Jack from Joe, an idea that stuck in my head and refused to let go.]
The woman doesn’t take her eyes off Jack, and then she growls at him, open mouthed, teeth flashing behind the mask, wordless, desperate, hateful; befitting of a feral. Or of a person told they are one; a person pushed to the edge of what a human can survive, with nothing left but the animal instincts, to stay alive, to struggle, to bite back when hit.
Joe has given her to him; perhaps because he saw the traits that make up Jack, in this woman: the steely glare, the focus and drive, even the skill to fight that a woman found in the citadel nearly never acquires. Perhaps he had seen Jack’s disinterest in the compliant women and misunderstood the cause; that Joe had assumed he wanted more of a challenge, and had seen a chance to provide it.
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Shran sees another article about the Xindi truce that Archer had brokered, a photo taking up most of the page.
“Yes, all the quadrants are abuzz. It was a great victory for him, if not a military one.”
Talas bares her sharp teeth, explaining like she's hitting the center of a practice target perfectly:
“An earther gossip magazine has leaked the means with which he accomplished it. Apparently he imprinted upon orphaned insectoid Xindi children and, once the chemical effect wore off, insisted on protecting and raising them regardless. Nineteen of them, it seems, and one poised to join Starfleet as an ensign soon. The Xindi were very impressed.”
[or, Archer saves the day by adopting the Xindi hatchlings.]
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A part of Sam had expected Daniel to return to Abydos as soon as they rescued Sha’re and she couldn’t blame him; they’ve missed out on so much. But he seems to intend to stay on SG1, for now at least, and Sha’re has expressed her interest in helping the SGC as much as possible---to help take down the false gods that had stolen so much from them, and from people all over the universe. Sam can see, easily, why Daniel fell in love with her.
“I have come to ask something of you, Samantha Carter.”
Sha're is looking at her with a look so very similar to Daniel's, that burning curiosity that make her gentle eyes more intense----but not cruel, not unwelcome. Sam looks down for a moment, to gather herself as something inside her flutters, suddenly shy, and says partially as a distraction:
"Call me Sam, please."
[For handwavy reasons, Sha're lives and is freed from being a host. Her and Sam meet for the first time within the SGC after the rescue.]
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going down, going to stay there, going together by nonbinaryezrabridger
Fandoms: Pacific Rim (Movies)
17 Feb 2026
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Hermann will never begrudge Newt cradling him through his struggles, not since he found him shaking and bleeding and alone after the failed drift. Differing access needs and all that; fire and water, acid and basic, sunlight and storm clouds.
So Hermann swings open the door, gingerly seats himself, and cranks the key to start her up. The old car rumbles disagreeably at first and his legs already ache just from the position but Newt is smiling at him through the passenger window like he’s never seen anything more beautiful. So Herman smiles back and leans over to say:
“Your chariot awaits.”
Newt scrambles inside, and begins slapping his hands down on his thighs in an out of tune but enthusiastic rhythm, and finally turns that face splitting grin back on Hermann.
“Floor it, dude.”
Hermann does not floor it; he painstakingly pulls out of their driveway, like always, and creeps along the more major roads as if it were a blizzard, not a flurry.
[When they run out of coffee, it become necessary for Hermann and Newt to brave the start of a winter storm to make a grocery run.]
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sheltered between them by nonbinaryezrabridger for lilolilyrae
Fandoms: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
13 Feb 2026
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Kira finds herself meeting Keiko's gentle but still intent gaze. She feels like a bug in a collection, but in a good way, handled carefully and with a great amount of passion. Pinned with her wings spread, the mingling of hope and confusion as sweet on her lips as the sip of tea she took. Miles has acted a bit strange around her, recently, and Keiko hasn't acted any differently at all. She is reminded how alien they can be at times, the feeling she's missing something she shouldn't be, and unsure how to even ask what it is. But she's sitting on Keiko's couch, in her living room, drinking her tea from her favorite mug set. So nothing can be that terribly wrong.
Keiko, smiling at her, somehow seems to follow her unspoken train of thought.
"Miles can be a tad bit old fashioned, sometimes."
[Unlike in canon, these three actually talk about their feelings, which changes the trajectory of their relationship.]
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Needy is standing in front of Jennifer’s larger, more ornate mirror, stripped down to her white spaghetti strap undershirt. The BFF necklace sits comfortably in the center of her chest, more familiar with each passing day. Jennifer is settling a much more impressive necklace above it, a heavy, gold, bejeweled thing, like something a queen would wear. It’s sitting against Needy’s pulse, and it’s just between the two of them---Jennifer doesn’t trust anyone else with her precious closet.
[Jennifer and Needy hang out, just the two of them, and try on outfits.]
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that woman has a taste for danger by nonbinaryezrabridger
Fandoms: Alien vs Predator (Movies)
01 Feb 2026
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Lex notices Rousseau right away; mostly because of her competent confidence amongst the lost sheep of the scientists around her. The gun, she noticed second, and watched her skilled fingers load it with the same amusement as when she watched the scientists shrink away from the weapon. She watches the spikey haired woman thrust it back into the shoulder holster, then runs her eyes over the tight leather strap, the sharp angle of the grip, the bloom of her chest underneath.
"You keep a condom on you too?"
Rousseau only smirks deeper, wider, like the cracks in a layer of ice right before you fall through. Like everything else about this mission: a dangerous risk, not justifiable through logic and best practices. But the other woman is a lot more attractive than all the other foolish business Lex can still see being loaded onto the machines behind her.
[A continuation of the canon scene that gets a bit non canon in service of this femslash ship.]
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- 1/1
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all I want is for you to hold me by nonbinaryezrabridger for WolfFalke
Fandoms: Star Trek: The Next Generation
04 Jan 2026
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Please note, this is a direct sequel to the previous Troi / Tasha work in this series, "caught (literally) lying down", and may not make total sense without reading it.
"Tasha sits in the middle of their bed, sheets in tangled, contorted detritus around her, her brokenness and ability for violence and her terror all pulled back to simmer under her skin. She looks concerned but in control; clearly rooted back in the present, and her head snaps up as Deanna enters. Before she can say anything, Deanna is practically leaping into her arms. Tasha catches her with a huffing laugh, wraps her up in her strong arms, as gentle and loving as always, her easy affection already seeping away some of Deanna’s worry."
[Tasha comes back to herself, and Troi has the chance to help her and have her help be accepted.]
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Before Sammy wanders into the dark rooms to watch TV by herself, she and Peter sneak some alone time in the bar room. They drink, they talk, they find themselves increasingly fond of each other inside the little bubble of safety they've built.
[If he really is as empty headed as the rest of the team thinks, how does he read her so well? The truth is, she really doesn't know him, at all, but he still makes her head spin. She thinks, the way he looks up at her, she might just make his head spin too. It’s not love at first sight, it might not even be lust, but something makes her want to sit down across from him and just stay. That’s enough, from a man she’ll never see again after this, to sit and rest and feel safe, to spend the long, tense night in the company of a friend rather than a reluctant acquaintance.]
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Aeryn struggles with the many realizations she had while suffering from heat delirium, but, fortunately, Zhaan doesn't mind waiting.
[ Zhaan is trying her best to help Aeryn. That statement alone should make Aeryn spit contempt with her last breath. She should push aside the gentle, competent blue hands and break away, to find some other lonely place to die with honor. But this new Aeryn is weaker than the one before, and when Zhaan steers her into the shower and turns on the cold water, Aeryn does not run. Zhaan’s closeness shifts, turning undeniable, her body pressed up against Aeryn’s from behind, the wet clothing between them barely a barrier, their alien bodies strangely well fit together, like puzzle pieces.They are so different---different species, a peacekeeper and a lesser Delvian, so why does it work so well, and more so, why does it send a thrill through Aeryn’s exhausted body? ]
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The alien prison is about the same as all the others they've been trapped in, but what's said inside it's walls will break years of silence.
[Daniel can hear as well as feel Jack shuffling along the wall, no doubt checking for a way out. Daniel says:
“Don’t all these near death experiences ever make you think?”
Jack huffs, loud in the quiet. Then comes the inevitable joke, one of Jack’s most typical defenses against feelings:
“Yeah, I think about how we should do this less often.”]
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hearth made human by nonbinaryezrabridger for kira_nerys_rocks
Fandoms: Stargate Atlantis
26 Dec 2025
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Elizabeth and Teyla take some time off to bake holiday cookies together.
[Elizabeth has told Teyla that this is the Ta’uri time of winter holidays, that many of their people only ever bake their own cookies at this time, that they are elaborate towers of colored creams and star-dust sugars. She has shown Teyla pictures of her own from previous years, and the careful, loving hand is obvious. That she has brought the numerous supplies here is an honor that Teyla is well aware of, and she has offered up her own Athosian winter festival cookies as well. They are simple things, in contrast, mixed up in your hand and cooked on the same rack at the edge of the fire as most of their other starchy foods. The act of making, though, is the same across cultures, and happily shared.]
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caught (literally) lying down by nonbinaryezrabridger
Fandoms: Star Trek: The Next Generation
06 Dec 2025
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Tasha draws back a bit, seemingly calmed by the increased distance between them. Still, she bites out:
“Not your darling.”
Deanna is not hurt by the rejection of a term Tasha usually appreciates, at least when Deanna uses it for her. This is a different Tasha than she has seen before; a history dredged up by what she can only guess was a nightmare. She knows of Tasha’s traumatic past, if not the details. So she just raises her hands higher, in total surrender, as easy as before, and repeats:
“Anything you say.”
[Tasha wakes from a nightmare, caught up in the past, and Deanna tries to figure out how to help her.]
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Michael is an outcast, living on the fringes of wraith society. Todd is a figurehead of a commander, with no real power. They are both not-wraith; branded and exiled by the changes made to them by their human captors. They are drawn together, they reach out to each other, they hold each other close, but it is still not enough.
[“You are the only one who likes me because I am more human.”
A green hand rises to seek out white hair, grown out enough to fall messily, too short to be wraith but too long to be a human military cut.
“You think I do not care for you?”
He huffs as if it was a silly question, as if it matters not to him.
“Of course you do. You care for me as bitter, broken things do. When their minds are far away, with things they want but can’t have.”]
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He’s not in love with her, he’s in love with what he wants her to be, and he’ll stop at nothing to change her into that, no matter how much skin he shears off, how much her mind spirals beneath the pressure, no matter how much the real her disappears under the force of his love for another. Where could she go, where she would not be what he has made her? She doesn’t know how to live by herself anymore, doesn’t know how to clasp her own necklace and not think of how he is sure it belongs on an idea’s neck, not hers, even if she always was one the wear it, the only one who heated the metal softly with her body heat, solid and alive and real. She is real, isn’t she, not a ghost or a dream? Even if she doesn’t see herself in the mirror, not anymore? All she wants is for him to tell her she is real.
[Judy is disappearing under the weight of three other women. She doesn’t know how to stop it, and worse, she doesn’t know how to finish it.
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Judy's own thoughts on what is happening to her, all the way up to her last moments.]
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- Part 1 of she has a voice, doesn't she?
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Ronon steps towards the large, perfectly polished, unfeeling windows looking down. He gets his first good look at the wraith since he helped capture it. It looks like pretty much every other wraith to him. Green skin shining like mucus, long white hair like rot colonizing a fallen branch, yellow eyes that glare like the mean dog-like scavengers that once lived on Sateda.
[Ronon and Teyla speak up about their discomfort with the proposed experiment to change the wraith’s ability to feed, and in doing so, protect a captured wraith that may be more like them than they would have imagined.]
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Crichton isn't the only one Gilina desires.
What about Aeryn? Well, it's a lot easier to act on her desire for Gilina than her desire for Crichton.
They both know this will never work, doomed like everything else about them, and maybe that's exactly why they do it.
[Aeryn finally kisses her, and Gilina kisses back, desperately. Aeryn tastes exactly like she should: like home, like grief, like having no choice at all. Mercy is not in their blood, in their bones. It is as alien as Crichton, and she wants him for it, but maybe she wants Aeryn just as much, just in the opposite direction. This is what she goes home to, her new reality, not the man waiting for her so sweetly.]
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a fact of the universe by nonbinaryezrabridger for tigereyes45
Fandoms: Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: The Original Series (Movies)
30 Aug 2025
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Spock is back from the dead, and McCoy still doesn't quite know how to deal with all of it, but Spock is there to talk---or maybe more like argue---and Jim is there to kiss it better, too. Everything is just as it should be.
[Spock leans back, steeples his fingers, getting ready for one of their debates, exactly the same as before. It sends another aching pang through McCoy’s chest, to see the same old Spock shining through the new, but who knows how long it will stay, or if Spock even realizes he’s slipped back into habits from a time he may not remember. McCoy shakes himself, tells himself to stay focused on the here and now. How good it is to see those steepled fingers again, how it can start to soothe away the grief of thinking he would never see them again.
“Vulcans have not seriously considered the concept of ghosts in thousands of years, though the Romulans still devote countless stories to such ideas, ranging from horror to romance. I am not sure what to make of it, myself; I don’t know if I ever was, even before.”]
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- Part 12 of Star Trek Winter Exchange