ST Chulu - First KissChekov/Sulu - First KissST Chulu - First Kiss5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chekov couldn't help it. He leaned forward and pressed their lips together. Sulu jerked in surprise, this was not what he was expecting at all. The young Russian suddenly flew back, catching himself. His eyes were wide with fear and his cheeks burned red. With a gasp, he stumbled away, slapping his hand over his mouth.
"I...I am wery sorry, Meester Sulu," he mumbled, looking stricken. Then he turned on his heel and ran as fast as he possibly could go.
"No, Chekov, wait!" Sulu cursed himself. Damn it all. Didn't Chekov know that Sulu wanted him, too? Hadn't it been obvious after all the slip-ups and hints he had made? Love is blind. Damn it. His lips still tingled from the searing electricity that had passed through them just seconds ago. No, the helmsman thought, his eyes harden
To See the Stars...To See the Stars...1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
New worlds are on the horizon,
new places, new wonders to see!
I long for celestial treasures,
I ponder: Is this future for me?
Humans are such beautiful dreamers,
yet prone to such terrible deeds.
Justice and peace are elusive,
my heart for the downtrodden bleeds.
My faith keeps me sane and secure.
Still, I'm human and struggle with doubt.
Will I see the change in my lifetime?
Or will I die before 'comes about?
Once cosmic issues are settled,
and all is then right with the world,
I'll fly to the moon and beyond,
and search for His new hidden pearls.
ST - Fanfic beginning.ST - Fanfic beginning.5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Universe: AU!Trek, though with TOS [ *cough*Which is better than AU*cough*]
Rating: Going to be Mature later...
Star Trek belongs to Gene Roddenberry.
This fic was inspired by bluefairy1113's video on youtube "Must Be Dreaming (Kirk/Spock).
So many memories that did not belong to me. Not only memories, but emotions, thoughts and feelings. All brought together as each one caught me off guard. I would have nightly chess games with Spock and the memories would flood my mind as they were triggered by a glace, a raise of an eyebrow, a word...never had I thought I could feel this way about anyone. The foreign memories of his touches, the sweet smell of his breath, the overwhelming feeling of love that I could not ignore caused shivers down my spine. I would often find myself murmuring replies to no one, causing Spock to glance up at me and raise an eyebrow. Those dark chocolate eyes simply wanted to bore into my soul. Each time our eye
Closed SpacesIt was difficult to imagine a time when their days were not arranged as they were now. At the very beginning of their acquaintance it would have bordered on the unthinkable, even well into their friendship it would still have seemed strange. But it had all begun so gradually, so naturally that now it would have been quite jarring to have things fixed in any other way. What the rest of the crew may have thought, if they spared a thought for it at all, Spock did not speculate, but it was not easy to recall when he had spent each night alone. The notion felt curiously foreign to sleep without the warmth of another body stretched beside his, of not waking to the sleepy face of his Captain each morning before the duties of the day began.Closed Spaces3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
It had begun sporadically, almost accidentally, but repeatedly so that they wound up spending the night in each other's rooms, then in each other's' beds. Eventually it just became routine.
Difficult as it was to conceive of a time when once they had slept
Star Trek: Human-Vulcan Pt4STAR TREK: Human/Vulcan Interactions Part 4 & Conclusion!Star Trek: Human-Vulcan Pt45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Charlotte Skye
Jim Kirk had been contacted by the president of Xie-Re very soon after his return to the Enterprise. What they had discussed came as quite a surprise to the captain. It seemed that the people of Xie-Re were not only an intelligent and peaceful people, they were long suffering under the vicious attacks of the Armanan's. Their culture though technological and scientifically advanced was steeped in private mysticism, indeed with the exception of retaining their acceptance of emotion, the Xie-Rean's were not unlike Vulcans. Unlike the Armanan's, however, the people of Xie-Re knew how to use their technology and above all desired to use it for peaceful purposes. Their jealous neighbours, however, envied them and acted with malice and violence. It began with secret spies and agents infiltrating the government, then thefts of technological data, until finally, the Armanan's had matched Xie-Re's technological c
McCoy Knows Best - KxSMcCoy Knows Best - KxS5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Bones, I need your help," Jim Kirk said, slinking into sickbay like he was a guilty criminal hiding from the police.
"With what?" McCoy asked, he was sitting at his desk, reviewing some charts. He looked up to see Jim helping himself to a rather full glass of Saurian brandy. "Jim it's not even noon."
"Trust me, I need this drink," Jim said, falling into the chair on the other side of McCoy's desk and knocking back the brandy.
"What happened?" McCoy asked, setting the charts down and staring at Jim with concern.
"Spock said he loved me," Jim said, barely whispering.
"Why is that a problem?" McCoy asked, concern replaced with confusion, "you're head over heels for the guy. Isn't this good news? I'm assuming you said it first."
"No," Jim replied. "No I didn't he just sort of blurted it out."
"What!?" McCoy gasped, he would have done a spit take if he was drinking.
"Yeah," Jim said, laughing nervously.
"A shocking as that is, I still don't see the problem," McCoy replied.
A GiftSummery: Spock remembers the actual first time he met Kirk as the strange cadet who gave him his scarf.A Gift5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Warnings: Fluff. Spock and Kirk love. But a PG love, and only PG because Bones cursed I think
A/n: For Kirk/Spock day. And yeah I probably wrote the test name wrong. *shrugs*
Kirk thought that his first actual meeting with his Vulcan first officer was during when he was accused of cheating on the Koubiyashi Maru, but Spock remembered meeting his before that. Even if it was a passing moment and they didn't even bother asking each others names.
It was a cold day at Starfleet academy, and the skies had been threatening to snow for some time. So late into the winter season, Spock was amazed that it hadn't snowed before, and blamed himself for being careless enough to not think to bring the necessary clothing he would need with him to his classroom that morning. Now he stood inside the empty room slowly packing his bag up, all his student already gone to create stra
Five Times ...Five times Jim showed knowledge of Vulcan anatomy.Five Times ...5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The physical male Vulcan reproductive system, in comparison to human males, is surprisingly similar. The general systematic plan for the production and storage of sperm, the sperm itself, and the release all follow a closely related pattern. In fact, the largest difference between the adult male Vulcan and the adult male human is the actual penis itself. The Vulcan penis is protected by a thick layer of skin, out of which the penis will protrude. When not erect, the penis will appear to retract.
Chapter 16: The Reproduction System; Section 4: The Vulcan Male Introduction
A Comparison of Terran and Vulcan Physiology: A Quick and Easy Reference
by Harold Quinn
It was technically never early on the Enterprise. With a need for constant care of all sorts, there was always at least five hundred of the one thousand something personnel awake and working, along with another one to two hundred relaxing
He Loves Me - SpirkHe Loves Me - Spirk3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A small miracle has happened today: Spock loves me. I never thought it possible. I knew he was not emotionless, but I thought he wouldn't like frivolous and well 'human', things such as love and affection. I never thought in my wildest dreams (well I did, but that's beside the point) that he would love me as much as I love him. One minute were sprawled out on my bed talking about one of Bones' earlier "illogical" reactions when suddenly our lips brush lightly as we turn our heads to face each other. I started to pull away to apologize, but a hand suddenly behind my head makes movement impossible. I looked up into his eyes, and in them contained pools so deep I thought I was drowning in them. He stared at me, our lips a breath away, neither of us wanting to break away from this moment. Then I just decided 'what the hell' and moved the few millimeters to press my lips to Spock's.
For a moment, he didn't move a single muscle. Then his hands moved down my hips and rolled me over so I was o
A Lycan's Legacy: PrologueWhat can I say? What is there to say?A Lycan's Legacy: Prologue11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Life. If there’s one thing I've learnt from my time on this pathetic rock it’s that 'shit happens'. Shit that changes your life forever. For better or for worse. Maybes both. I found that out the hard way. And once that shit changes your life… you’re no longer normal. Ever.
Humans. These frail and fragile creatures. They’re afraid of anything different. Of anything that isn't 'normal'.
Normal isn't staying away from everyone and everything in the world. Normal isn't locking yourself in chains once every month. Normal isn't ripping someone apart with your bare hands and feasting on their corpse. That isn't normal.
That isn't me…
For I'm something else. Something different. Something hideous.
I'm a human. I'm a wolf. I don’t know who I am any more… no, 'what' I am.
I am one of the very few left of my kind. A werewolf. A lycanthrope. Call me what you like… it doesn't change the monster that I am.
He Can't be GoneA shrill cry echoed through the entire Enterprise.He Can't be Gone5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
James T. FUCKING Kirk is bawling like a baby in the Medical Bay with a disheveled Leonard McCoy trying to calm him down.
Kirk pushes him away with a deep animalistic growl as tears roll down his cheeks. The Captain is crying his eyes out, and most of the nurses have no idea what's wrong.
"Damn it Jim! We did all we could do-"
"Don't give me that fucking shit Bones!"
McCoy makes his way back to Kirk, continually telling him that there was no way to save him, he had lost to much blood. Kirk kept denying that, torn between crying like a baby, and screaming like a psycho.
Kirk's head pounded with too much blood. He had a headache that could kill, and his whole world was spinning
But he couldn't stop crying and screaming.
McCoy shouted at the nurses to get the fuck out, before pulling Kirk over to a chair, and making him sit down.
"Look, we're all going to miss him, but damn it Jim, you can't possibly be so damn sad about loosing the
ST - Cadet with Dubious MoralsPairing: Kirk/SpockST - Cadet with Dubious Morals4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Genres: AU/AR, romance, humour
A general warning for the whole story is that English is not my first language, so there will be typos and grammar errors. I apologize. Also, I don't own Star Trek, nor do I make any profit off of this. It's all for fun and creativity.
A/N: This...was for the lulz. It's a bit OOC and not very believable, but I had fun writing it.
(How Spock met Jim) Cadet with Dubious Morals
Spock stared at his PADD for an additional 1.2 minutes before surveying the occupants of the public shuttle a second time. Illogical, since upon his first thorough observation he had not encountered anything suspicious, but he had been unable to curb the initial reaction of startled confounded curiosity.
There, on his 2.3 months old PADD, on which he had been pursuing the latest science articles published in his preferred prescribed j
A Wolf at War: Chapter 1A Wolf at WarA Wolf at War: Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: The World as We Knew It
"They are getting close, wait until the tank is next to the car." I whispered to Jacek who was lying next to me as he twisted the last few wires together, priming the final fuse. From our second floor position we had a commanding position over the street below, gripping my rifle I readied myself for the fight to come. A block away, a small squad of two dozen German troops headed by a Panther tank cautiously made their way towards our position which was at the far end of a T shaped intersection. Those fascist bastards were oblivious of the trap which has been set for them. The rumbling of the German tank was growing ever louder as they drew ever closer, less than thirty meters from the car now. Jacek gripped the detenator anxiously, thick beads of sweat running down his gaunt, unshaven face. I reached over to him and placed a steadying hand on his shoulder. "Wait for
Perdition Chapter Twenty One - Recrudescence‘You must fix this!’Perdition Chapter Twenty One - Recrudescence1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Odin was all fury and spittle as he towered over Loki, who had to let his nails bite into his palms hard to stop himself from shaking. Loki didn’t understand why the burden rested on him, as it was not he who the blame lay with. As they were newly settled at Asgard, Odin had asked a builder to fortify their defences by building a wall. A number of Asgardians (Loki suspected Thor was somehow involved), had bet that the builder would not be able to finish within three seasons, and had stupidly offered the builder the prize of Lady Freyja of Vanaheimr if he could do so. What they had not taken into account was his stallion, Svaðilfari, whose power was unparalleled, and the builder was dangerously close to completing his task. Loki had had nothing to do with said bet, but, as always, it had collectively been decided that he was at fault. And here he stood, not even an adult in the eyes of Midgard, quailing beneath his father’s misplaced r
BBC SH - The Case of the Dancing Men IIIPrisons always felt boding to Sherlock. Like enormous, sullen beasts waiting to throw off their shackles and bite.BBC SH - The Case of the Dancing Men III3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His shoes clicked neatly on the floor as he was led to the visitors' room by a guard with a distinctly amphibious face.
Echoes. His mind was full of echoes. Echoes of his steps in the empty corridor. Echoes of John's angry words prior to their parting. Echoes of Cole and Tydfil's singing.
Irritating. Echoes are merely repetitions of an already known quantity. What he needed was new data, not these distracting thoughts lingering and fogging his mind.
Sherlock forced his fingers to stop twitching into the position of violin notes and focussed instead on his surroundings.
Guards tense, inmates defiant but not pushing their luck too far. Know that repercussions will be harsher than usual. Inspection coming up. Guard leading me believes me to be an inspector sent as a preliminary check. Sweat on the back of his neck. Fingers twitching. Shivering but it's far from cold
Le danger et l'amour"I am not given to radical sentimentalism. You require something that is not in my power to give."Le danger et l'amour5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Klaxon blared. "RED ALERT," the computer said. "RED ALERT. TOTAL MATTER/ANTIMATTER BREACH IN EIGHT POINT THREE MINUTES."
Jim Kirk scrambled up into a Jefferies tube and began tearing at the mass of wires he found there. Just him, crawling around in the belly of his ship. Trying to save it. "RED ALERT. RED ALERT. IMMINENT BREACH."
"No kidding," Jim muttered.
"What do you want to do? We started this...don't just abandon it now. I know you're doing your best. Just .try a little longer. Please."
Spock's fingers bled. They sweat. Spock never sweat. But it was hot down here, in the belly of this planet. Hotter than Vulcan. Approximately 30.6 degrees hotter, Spock's brain told him in a feeble attempt at distraction. He clung to the side of a cliff, overlooking a dark chasm. His fingers slipped. Somebody, help. Jim Help Me! He slipped a
Snow Storm (Short Story)It wasn’t often that the feeling of being alone and isolated in the middle of nowhere was comforting, but for him right now it was.Snow Storm (Short Story)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bryce hadn’t seen a single sign of life on his way up the mountainside. Trees covered with a light dusting of snow passed on either side, but it felt like he and the horse beneath him were all that had a beating heart out in this still, silent part of the world. The frosts of early winter had pushed most creatures into hibernation, sending the birds away so there wasn’t even the trace signs of wildlife. Bryce hadn’t even seen deer tracks in the newly fallen snow.
Traveling up into the forests was a slow, steady process that had taken up much of the day. Some distance had been covered more quickly by using his horse, but as the sun began to dip behind the mountains Bryce decided to ensure the safety of his mount in the only way that he really could: separating the two of them and putting as much space between himself and the horse as