Hello, I’m aprilleigh24  and I’ll be driving the van for Star Trek: Reboot this month. I adore this fandom- there’s such a wealth of talented authors and fabulous storytelling within it, beginning with this lovely story:  

Fandom: STAR TREK:REBOOT 
Pairing: Spock/OC (light), T'Pol, mentioned: Sarek/Amanda, T'Pring
Length: ~9 300
Author on LJ: kianspo 
Author Website: LJ Master Post

Why this must be read:

This is Spock as I love him: brilliant and searching for his place in the universe. This is a slice of life piece where a 15 year old Spock explores friendship, love, life, and makes choices that will define him for years to come. (A prologue to a longer fic; reads beautifully as a stand-alone.)

Chasing the Sunrise

 

Hello! Or possibly I should say what ho! I'm thirstyrobot and I'll be shuttling you about from fic to Jeeves and Wooster fic in a van that looks an awful lot like a '24 Austin. As fic goes, it's a slash-heavy fandom with a near-universal OTP (as seen below), but I'll try to show you a bit of everything along the way.

Fandom: JEEVES & WOOSTER 
Pairing: Jeeves/Bertie Wooster
Author on LJ: triedunture
Author Website: lj fic tag
Why this must be read:

Everything triedunture writes is pretty much an instant classic, and I honestly had a terrible time choosing between them. She has longer fics, more complicated fics, fics that show us the parts of this world that idyllic canon turns a blind eye to, fics that take a left-field premise and make us love it unconditionally.

But I come back to this one again and again, perhaps because of its simplicity. We're along for the ride with a cranky Bertie on one of those holidays he sometimes promises Jeeves for pulling him out of the soup, but that Wodehouse rarely shows us. There is (of course!) a girl that likes Bertie a bit too much, Bertie being endearingly inept in the unfamiliar territory of fishing in Florida, a silly cross-talk misunderstanding, all framed by atmospheric scenery and spot-on canon language.

What really makes it, though, and what triedunture is so unfailingly good at, is the way it gets Jeeves out of his morning coat (both literal and metaphorical) and shows us the man beneath. For me, it began a long love affair with getting to the bottom of Jeeves-the-man, and how Bertie processes what he sees of Jeeves-the-man, and the cautious tenderness that exists between them even when we fanwriters aren't slashing them up.

( Excerpt )

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Way back when the world was new and Starsky and I had first met, he used to tell me—when he wanted to push me out of the gilded cage of my birth and upbringing—that life-changing opportunities weren’t handed to you on a silver platter, all wrapped in expensive paper and tied up with a silver bow.

Those kinds of opportunities, he said, almost always came at the bottom of a cesspool, and only the ones who were willing to slog through the shit had a chance in hell of finding the prize hidden at the very bottom.

The first time I can remember that little homily-ala-Starsky coming true was two months into our partnership, on a Friday night that didn’t seem any more suited to life-changing opportunities than the eight or so that had come before it. I remember it was hot as hell that night. Almost nine o’clock and the temperature was still over the century mark. We’d been filling the last minutes before clock-out with listless discussion over whether we wanted to go to Sammy’s for a couple cold ones or just head home to the heat sinks masquerading as our apartments, bury our heads, and pretend that Bay City—or at least the part of it we patrolled—had dropped off the map until Monday morning.