twobrokenwyngs:

there is a part of me that really legitimately misses having silverflint feels. i’m talking, like, post-s3 feels where every day i found myself astounded over and over and over again that such a relationship could exist, that their connection was so validated both in and out of canon. i still look back on that as the pinnacle of all ships. the intensity of it, the complexity of it. the feeling of knowing that their bond was the backbone of the story, watching them clash and connect, watching them change and grow and reform for and because of each other. i miss being in that place where just thinking about them a little too much for a little too long left me absolutely breathless and aching. those two beautiful, strong, damaged men finding solidarity and support and companionship with each other, being able to watch that shift, to watch them develop as people and as partners. a lot has happened between then and now (in the show, in the fandom,) that has left my relationship with them rather fraught. i have loved since silverflint. i will love again. but there will always be a part of me that holds them on the highest pedestal, that believes that no ship, no story, will ever carry as much depth and weight and significance as theirs did. they came into my life when i needed them most and are very much the foundation of who i am today. im happy to go on with my better memories, to look back on that time with the sort of bittersweet fondness that comes with love and loss, but sometimes i do miss being deeply entrenched in their very specific brand of devotion. thinking of them and having it hit me for the millionth time – my god. they’re meant for each other. against all odds and in spite of absolute tragedy, they really did fall in love.

Yesterday I gave a lecture on Italian Westerns (I will not say “spaghetti Westerns” even with a Buntline Special pointed at my temple) at one of the Melbourne universities. It went reasonably well, although hardly any of the (undergrad) students had seen the Westerns I mentioned. Talked about"the homosocial, homoerotic, homosexual continuum" for 5-10 minutes, they listened, smiled and took notes. They “got” phallic symbols as well.

I Can’t Stop Thinking About the First Published Kirk/Spock Slash Fanfiction

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mightymads:

Marchant’s story was greeted with “a firestorm of controversy” and sparked years of debate within Star Trek fan circles. But it also set a precedent. Kirk/Spock was out in the open, and it would go on to become the granddaddy of slash, soon generating its own dedicated zines, art, and merchandise, and becoming such a standard in the world of male/male subtext found in media that even your most fandom-averse friends have probably heard of it.

There’s also a link to that first Kirk/Spock story ever, and it was really interesting to read that small piece which became a pillar of fandom history. Both the author of this article and Diane Marchant say that it’s all there, on the screen, that there was no need to invent the chemistry and obvious attraction. Some fifty years later the simple feeling is still there and just as obvious. It inspires. It makes people want to tell stories, like they did hundreds and thousands years ago about something or someone that captivated their imagination.

It’s also heartwarming to be reminded again that we’re actually continuing the long-lasting tradition. In pre-internet days people discussed concepts and tossed around ideas much in the same way, although now the medium is faster and more convenient.

Fiction develops hand-in-hand with society, reflecting its changes, problems, achievements. Once it was risky to publish a story where no names are given and pronouns are carefully skirted around. Now there are such an abundance and diversity out there. Isn’t it amazing?

It is indeed amazing. Thank you for sharing! It’s electrifying!

We have a long way to go still. Many parts of the world are still nowhere near what we see online. It is still risky, life threatening in fact to even suggest anything slash.

I Can’t Stop Thinking About the First Published Kirk/Spock Slash Fanfiction