ifeelbetter

[EDIT: This is my pet project. I will update it when fic makes me squee.]

I have been keeping this private for ages on my Private Person lj but I thought the public (which never actually sees this journal so, yeah) would benefit from my painstakingly accumulated list of awesome. You will note--if you are there, which is already as unlikely as Jodie Foster being the representative of the human race to aliens but it's still an awesome imaginary scenario so I will stick with it--that I speak to myself a lot. I tend to do that. Especially because of the existential crisis that is speaking to a public thing you think the public isn't reading. I will warn (assuming the existence of) you that, like, 99.999% of this is slash. I think one or two women may have made it on but it was against my better angels.

( Glee )

( Psych )

( Star Trek )

( Supernatural )

( J2 )

( Merlin and Merlin RPF )

( Harry Potter )

Title: I Just Dance [1/?]
Author: ifeelbetter
Pairing: Kirk/Spock
Word Count: 1,501
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own, won't ever, wish I did.
Summary: So You Think You Can Dance AU.
Notes: I don't know why this happened or why I spent so much time on it. I mention a lot of music in this fic, obviously, because of the dances. So far, here's what you need: Big Mama Thornton's Hound Dog, Fred Astaire's sand dance in Top Hat [which I couldn't actually find a youtube clip of so that's just the trailer], and, thought I don't specify the version, I was thinking of Placido Domingo's Nessun Dorma.

Title comes from a Fred Astaire quote: "I have no desire to prove anything by it. I have never used it as an outlet or a means of expressing myself. I just dance."

( The guy gave Jim a big grin, like a kid's toothy Will-You-Be-My-Friend smile, and then kicked his foot up to his ear. They were sitting on the floor at the time so it was a bit more surprising than it would have been if they were standing. )