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your-own-scifi-nerd · 1 year

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I want truthful, honest opinions on this. It’s the beginning of a fanfiction, and I don’t know whether I should keep at it. Also writing tips will help,and be as harsh as you want. I need it.

encounter(verb): to meet someone unexpectedly

Captain James T. Kirk sighed as he stumbled down the hallway, rubbing the sore spot on his shoulder where Bones injected the cure to the strange virus that had infected the ship. The medical team had distributed the antidote in record time before Doctor McCoy had forced the entire Bridge crew at the time to end their shift early, allowing the vaccinated Gamma shift to take over. Kirk stumbled again over his own feet, before a hand wrapped itself around his forearm to keep him from falling.

"Careful, Captain. As your energy is drained, it would do you no good to fall before we reach your quarters," Spock's voice told him as they continued walking to the captain's room, his hand still wrapped around the shorter man's forearm.

"You're, right, Mr. Spock." He sighed, leaning against the wall near his door to enter the code. "I'm afraid that we will be unable to play chess tonight, as I'm-" he cut himself off as he noticed his code pad ripped apart, hanging by a couple of loose wires in the wall. He instantly stood straight and completely silent, Spock doing the same. They glanced at each other before slowly creeping into the room, both men ready for a fight.

The completely dark room took a moment to adjust to, but both could make out the sight of a figure huddled in the corner near the bed, a couple of things that had fallen off the selves surrounding it.

"Lights, sixty percent," Kirk called out, the lights coming on immediately.

A young girl, no older than eighteen, lay there glaring at them with big, red eyes through dark, thick lashes. She had tanned skin, giving her the look of someone from the Middle East. Her dark brown hair was tied away from her face, a dark line of red strands pulled together into the ponytail. She had dark freckles spotted all over her face, along with scars over her face and hands, which was the only visible skin, the rest covered by her clothes. Tight, black pants, a dark sweater of sorts covering what seemed to be a white turtleneck. All of these things were interesting, but the thing that caught the men's attention was the girl's obviously broken leg and the large cut bleeding out on her side

Kirk took a step forward to help, before a hand from Spock and a noise from the girl stopped him. She had raised her upper lip into a snarl, her sharp teeth obviously not human. The noise emitting from her was a growl, sounding like one of an animal predator. The noise didn't stop until the two men took a step back, but they didn't stop there. Kirk continued to walk him and his first officer backwards, out of the room, never taking his eyes off of the girl. When they were in the doorway, Kirk forced them to stop.

"Spock, call Doctor McCoy, tell him to bring his bag and to get over here quickly. I'll watch the girl.”

Spock nodded and ran down the hallway to follow the orders, returning a moment later to help the Captain. They continued to stare at the girl until she started to stand, wincing visibly as she did.

"Wait, don't-" Kirk took a step forward, but the girl once again started to growl. Spock put a hand on the captain's shoulder, before moving towards the girl. The growling slowly got louder, and Spock took notice of the girl's nails growing into claws.

As soon as he got close enough to touch her, the girl crouched into a fighting stance and tilted her head, watching him intently. Spock reached a hand forward, and she lunged at him.

Bones finally entered, going wide eye at the sight of Spock wrestling with a young girl. "Jim! What the hell-"

"Not the time, Bones! You got a hypo to get her sedated?!" Kirk yelled at him as he watched Spock and the girl. She obviously wasn't human, as Spock was struggling to hold her down, even with the Vulcan strength that he possessed.

Bones grabbed a hypo out of his pack, quickly approaching the two. "Hold her down Spock, just...keep...her...still..." he muttered, pressing the hypo into her neck as she slowly calmed down, before slumping on the ground. Spock finally got up and Kirk approached the group, bending down to examine the girl.

“Bones, I’ll get her to sickbay. Spock-”

"You're gonna do nothing of the sort, Spock here can take her to the sickbay. You need rest, and if you don't I'm going to inject you with what I injected in her," Bones commanded, leaving the room and gesturing for Spock to follow with the girl.

"The doctor is right, Captain. You should rest. I will take the young girl to the sickbay, and then I will take my rest in my quarters. Good night, Captain," Spock said before picking up the girl gently and following Bones. Kirk sighed before deciding he might as well do as they say. As soon as he's up, he'll check on the girl.

The morning had come, and Kirk found himself in the sickbay, sitting beside the girl. Bones had fixed her leg and the gash in her side, and as she slept she looked younger than she was. Kirk was right with his first guess, the medical scans showed that she was under eighteen, but over fifteen, female, and half human. Everything else was a mystery. Her past, her name, the other half of her species. Kirk was so lost in thought that he didn't notice Spock take a seat right next to him.

"Our shift will begin soon. I am certain that the girl will be alright, Captain. Doctor McCoy gave her the cure, and her injures have been healed," he stated, his hands still in his lap. Kirk sighed and leaned back, about to speak, Bones cutting him off.

“Her vitals are off the charts. Runs hotter than you, Spock, and I can only hope that that’s due to her half we don’t know. She woke up sometime in the night, Jim. I had injected her with the antidote earlier, and when she awoke all she did was stare at me. I gave her some food, light stuff. Soup. She inhaled it like I was gonna take it from her before passing back out."

"Food is food," a voice chimed in.

Kirk stared at the girl slowly sat up, not meeting any of the men’s eyes other than Spock’s. Her back was ramrod straight as she spoke. "Du nam-tor Vuhlkansu." It wasn't a question. Kirk glanced at Spock, who had quirked up an eyebrow in very well concealed surprise.

"Ha, nash-veh Vuhlkansu. Uf tor du stariben nash?"

"Wuh Vuhlkansu ha-tor k' nash-veh, au saven-tor nash-veh." She avoided Kirk's and Bone's eyes, keeping hers focused on Spock.

"You speak Vulcan impressively. Whoever taught you taught you well," Spock said in Standard, allowing the two human men to understand the conversation.

"Thanks, I guess. Listen, I don’t want any trouble. I just needed a ride. At the next space port or civilization with transportation that you arrive at, I’ll be out of your hair," she said, staring at Kirk right in the eye. Authoritative hazel stared into fiery red.

"I'm afraid I can't do that. You're a stowaway, but if you give us some information, we can help you out. Just, simple things, like your name-"

"Call me El.”

"-your family,-"

"Don't have one,” she stated keeping her nonchalant tone.

"or, what species you are."

The girl snorted. "'Fraid I don't have an answer for that one, buddy. Don't know myself."

Kirk sighed and leaned forward slightly. “Well, El, how’s your leg? And your side?”

El furrowed her brow, tilting her head in thought. “It’s….alright, I guess. Not hurting anymore.” She grinned, turning to Bones. “But can I have a lollipop? Isn’t that something that earth doctors do, Bonsey?”

"Yeah, yeah. Hold your stowaway ass right here." Bones waved her away, heading into the second part of the sickbay.

"How do you know his nickname?" Kirk questioned, nodding towards the other room.

El sighed. "I've been on this ship a month, Kirk. I know everyone here, and the name of this beauty," she paused, looking both him and Spock up and down. "Gotta say, pretty impressed with the scraps you get yourself in and out of."

"Miss El, am I correct in assuming that you arrived at the ship two point five three months ago, when we had docked at the starbase Ares II?" Spock cut in, cocking his head slightly to the side.

El nodded. “Was stuck on that planet for a bit when I saw your ship, and the rest is history. Also, no ‘Miss El’. I don’t like it, just call me El.”

“How did you find yourself on that planet, El?”

El just shrugged in answer, crossing her arms.

“El, how did you get injured?” Kirk asked after a moment of silence.

El mumbled incoherently.

"Would you please repeat that, El?"

She mumbled again, and yet again Kirk asked her to repeat it.

Kirk glanced from her hand back to her face. "Fine. I won't tell. Captain's honor," he smiled tersely, putting his hand over his heart. "Spock, we need your honor too."

Spock raised a brow, before his shoulders slightly loosened in the form of a sigh. "I won't tell as well, El. Vulcan honor." He put his hand over his heart. El copied him, nodding at their promise.

"Good. Now, where's my-"

Bones had returned, a red lollipop in his hand. El took it from him- "perfect timing, Bonsey-" and popped it in her mouth before taking it out. "Look, I hate sickbays. Not your fault doc, just not a fan of them. I'm useful. I can fix things, help out some places, whatever you need. Or, if you want, I'll-“

The boatswain's whistle of the ships communications cut her off. "Captain, we are approaching the nearby planet now," Uhura's voice called out of it.

Kirk looked trouble, glancing back at the girl. "Listen, I'll stick by you, or Spock's side for now. I can earn my freedom, and I know enough about how nice it is to not abuse it. Just let me outta here, and I'll be good," she pleaded, both eyebrows raised.

"It would be the most logical thing to do, Captain. We may ‘keep an eye on her,’ as you humans say, and decide on what we must do with her.”

Kirk sighed. "Fine. No funny business, and you'll stick by me for now. Got it?" He said, standing.

“Roger that! No trouble caused, promise. It’ll be like you never found me.”

Kirk sighed and nodded. "Okay. But, again, you need to be by me or Mr. Spock at all times."

"Yes, sir!" The girl saluted and launched herself off of the bed, landing gracefully on her feet. "But first, could I have my clothes back? I'm not one for..this." She pulled at the clothes she was wearing, something akin to a baggy, blag jumpsuit.

Christine Chapel walked in as soon as she finished saying that, the mended clothes of the young girl folded neatly in her hand. "Captain, Dr. McCoy told me to bring these clothes for the girl..." she trailed off, seeing her standing.

"Thanks, blondie. Talk about good timing," she said, taking the clothes with a smirk. The four watched as she dropped the clothes on the bed, holding up her sweater. She turned it around, before nodding in satisfaction. “You guys only mended it, right? Didn’t touch anything in it?”

Bones raised an eyebrow and crossed his hands behind his back. “Is there stuff in it?”

“Nah,” she stated, undoing the buttons on the jumpsuit. “I’m sure you’ve already noticed that I run at a high temperature. This sweater has internal heaters, cause without ‘em I get super uncomfy. Can’t control my damp heat, so I gotta run ‘em high.” She stepped out of her jumpsuit, leaving her in her undergarments.

All four of the occupants to averted their eyes elsewhere as she dressed. She handed the rumple jumpsuit back to Bones, who took it with a glare. She simply winked at him.

"Thanks, guys. Pretty good at this healing stuff.”

Kirk and Spock calmly walked out of the door, El following them to the side. "Just so you know, you might want to inform Scotty that the food replicator thingy is broken. I fixed it, but it's kinda hanging on the edge," she said calmly, shoving the lollipop in her mouth.

Kirk's eyes widened in surprise, and he and Spock shared a glance. "Thank you. You didn't have to-"

"I wanted to." She bit into the candy with a loud crunch. "I've been on ship after ship and I've never seen a beauty like this one. You should be proud of yourself, Captain. I would. I also wouldn't want anything to happen to the crew of a beautiful ship like this, 'cause who would take care of her?"

Kirk softly smiled at her, puffing out his chest in pride. "Thank you. She is a truly beautiful ship, and I'm lucky to have her."

When they reached the ship’s lift, El stuttered for a second as the two men entered and grabbed the handles.

“No other way to get to the bridge?”

Spock shook his head.

El sighed, as she stuff the now empty lollipop stick in a small pocket on the side of her sweater. “Listen, I don’t do…lifts. Bad experience. I’m gonna need to ask you something, if you could.”

“What do you need?” Kirk tilted his head, smiling confusedly.

“A lift on one of your guy’s back.”

There was silence as the two processed the request, before El sighed. “Look, it’s dumb, I know, and I guess I can just try. You know what, never mind, I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about it.” She took a step forward, grimacing as she grabbed a handle, her knuckles turning pale aw she gripped it as hard as she could.

“El.” Kirk let go of the handle and turned his back towards her. Not a moment later he felt her weight as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his torso. A face buried itself into his shoulder.

“Thanks,” came her muffled reply.

Kirk just grabbed the handle and called out, “Bridge.” He met Spock’s gaze, who had a small upturn of the lips.

“El, next time I suggest that I will carry you, as I have three times more the strength than the average human.”

El just turned her head to the sighed and nodded, before shoving her face back in Kirk’s shoulder. “I hate lifts,” she muttered. Both men caught it, and could only wonder what had happened that caused her to despise something every ship had.

Translations:

(Du nam-tor Vuhlkansu) - You are Vulcan. (Ha, nash-veh Vuhlkansu. Uf tor du stariben nash?) - Yes, I am Vulcan. Where did you learn to speak it? (Wuh Vuhlkansu ha-tor k' nash-veh, au saven-tor nash-veh.) - I lived with a Vulcan, he taught me.

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dancingsunflowers-ocs · 1 year

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𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙏𝙧𝙚𝙠 𝙊𝘾 ✸ 𝘎𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘙𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯

James T. Kirk had a reputation, one that includes one night stands and flirting with any pretty lady that walked by. It was a reputation that his friends in the Academy knew very well. When Guinevere Riordan, one of those friends, finds out her ship is going to be at Starbase Yorktown while he’s waiting on his new ship to be finished, she figures there’s no harm in reuniting for a drink, for old time’s sake? And maybe she can finally resovle the feelings that have been tugging on her heart all these years. What she doesn’t realize that Kirk has changed.

G͏E͏N͏E͏R͏A͏L͏ I͏N͏F͏O͏R͏M͏A͏T͏I͏O͏N͏:

F͏u͏l͏l͏ N͏a͏m͏e͏: Guinevere Claire Riordan

A͏l͏i͏a͏s͏: Gwen, Queen Guinevere

S͏e͏r͏i͏e͏s͏: Rewrite The Stars

L͏o͏v͏e͏ i͏n͏t͏e͏r͏e͏s͏t͏: James T. Kirk

A͏g͏e͏: 29

S͏e͏x͏u͏a͏l͏i͏t͏y͏: Omnisexual, demiromantic

P͏r͏o͏n͏o͏u͏n͏s͏: She/her/hers

O͏c͏c͏u͏p͏a͏t͏i͏o͏n͏: Starfleet Officer - Commander

F͏a͏m͏i͏l͏y͏: Charles Riordan (father - deceased) Elizabeth Riordan (mother)

A͏P͏P͏E͏A͏R͏A͏N͏C͏E͏:

E͏t͏h͏n͏i͏c͏i͏t͏y͏: W͏h͏i͏t͏e͏

N͏a͏t͏i͏o͏n͏a͏l͏i͏t͏y͏: American

S͏p͏e͏c͏i͏e͏s͏: H͏u͏m͏a͏n͏

F͏a͏c͏e͏c͏l͏a͏i͏m͏: Minka Kelly

H͏a͏i͏r͏ C͏o͏l͏o͏u͏r͏: Platinum Blonde

E͏y͏e͏ C͏o͏l͏o͏u͏r͏: Dark Brown

P͏E͏R͏S͏O͏N͏A͏L͏I͏T͏Y͏:

Q͏u͏a͏l͏i͏t͏i͏e͏s͏: Intelligent. Reliable. Brave. Calm. Emotional. Stubborn. Bold. Determined. Sensitive. Tough. Strong. Rebellious. Loyal

M͏o͏r͏a͏l͏ A͏l͏i͏g͏n͏m͏e͏n͏t͏: Neutral good

M͏y͏e͏r͏s͏ B͏r͏i͏g͏g͏s͏ T͏y͏p͏e͏: ISFJ

H͏o͏g͏w͏a͏r͏t͏s͏ H͏o͏u͏s͏e͏: Ravenclaw

L͏I͏K͏E͏S͏:

↳ crystals and rocks

↳ shoulder/back massages

↳ hot baths with essential oils

↳ exploring planets

↳ black and white films from Earth

↳ black coffee

↳ alcohol

↳ learning languages

↳ meditation

↳ satin blankets

↳ spicy food

D͏I͏S͏L͏I͏K͏E͏S͏:

↳ recalling her past/trauma

↳ being alone

↳ vomiting

↳ death

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fic-rec-time · 1 year

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like blood, the stars

by startrex

Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Complete/Chapters: 2 Words: 38,704

'You feel nothing! It must not even compute for you! You never loved her!'

He regrets the words the moment they come out of his mouth. But that other, older Spock said that he needed to get command of the ship, and to do so, must get his younger counterpart to acknowledge his emotions. Spock is not the first Vulcan Jim has had dealings with, and he can think of few things that would get T’pri as riled up as quickly as insinuating that she doesn’t love him.

He gambles that Spock is the same about his mother, and it pays off.

(Or, the one where Jim has a Vulcan daughter, and it leads to all sorts of emotions.)

update: now with a chapter two from Spock’s perspective!

This fic combines so many of my favorite tropes and plot points in Star Trek AOS fics: Jim’s experience on Tarsus IV, Jim with a personal connection to Vulcan, and references to Star Trek TOS episodes. It’s written in a really neat format that carries the story perfectly–you have context for the present plot presented via flashbacks and memories interspersed between scenes.

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gatefleet · 2 years

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Dared to do Better

Stark Trek AOS: James T. 'Jim' Kirk, Leonard 'Bones' McCoy, Artemis Archer (OC), Captain Christopher Pike Word Count: 660 (T)W: Bar Fight, taunting, dare, uneasy flyer Request: No A/N: Sutoritaimu archive transfer

Pt.2

Sitting in a bar in Iowa with Jim, it was comfortable. It was normal for you and Jim to spend time in this little dive bar. What was more normal was Jim to grab another round from the bar and ‘getting lost’ also known as him forgetting to return with said drinks. What was less common, but not entirely out of the norm, was for Jim to end up in some form of bar or fist fight. You and Jim had grown up together and, normally, you would leave him to his own devices, especially when it came to him getting into fights, but he seemed rather intoxicated and pretty much outnumbered. Not that any of that was stopping him from holding his ground. Just as you finished your drink and prepared to help Jim, a deafening whistle resounded around the small bar and, after a thud from Jim hitting a table, the entire room went still. Those involved in the bar were ordered to clear out, which they did surprisingly quickly, you walked up to Jim with his nose bloody and looked at him with a smirk, “Alright there, princess?” Jim’s only response was to snort and roll his eyes at you.

“Y’know, when the bar tender told me who you were, I couldn’t believe it.” The older whistle guy, Pike, said to Jim as you sipped your drink. Then you let your attention waver, finally re-joining the conversation when you heard George Kirk be mentioned. “He didn’t believe in ‘no win’ scenarios,” Pike was saying. Jim’s response was to snort again and retort with “Sure learned his lesson.” Before taking a sip of his drink. Pike just gave an exasperated laugh and gave Jim the address for where the next shuttle filled with Starfleet cadets was departing from the next day and the time of departure before leaving you both to finish your drinks.

The sound of Jim’s motorcycle felt loud in your ears the closer you both got to shuttle of Starfleet cadets. You slid off the back of the bike and took off your helmet, placing it in the empty space under your seat and looked up to see Jim throwing his keys towards a guy who just so happened to compliment his bike and telling him to ‘keep it’. You jogged a little to catch up with him, staying close to his side as he scoured the shuttle or two seats together, walking past people from the bar the previous night. You were just starting to feel a little out of place being the only two people on the shuttle without a Starfleet uniform on when Jim found three empty seats and led you to them. Just as you were about to express your concerns to Jim about being on the same flight as those he fought with, and being the only two not in Starfleet uniform, a rather scruffy looking guy was being escorted to the seat next to yours, his southern accent was distinct and grabbed your attention with his negative views and clearly hypochondriac statements.

Honestly, you were an uneasy flyer at the best of times and this guy was most definitely not helping, that didn’t stop you from taking a sip of the liquor he offered you and Jim. When the ship started to move you automatically gripped for Jim and McCoy’s hands, not caring that you had just met the guy not even 10 minutes prior, however, you were grateful that he didn’t pull his hand away. Jim was aware of your uneasiness at take-offs and stroked the back of your hand with his thumb reassuringly, you were extremely surprised when you noticed that McCoy was doing the same. You looked to his hand then up to his face and was reassured by his closed eyes and the small smirk on his face. Once the shuttle levelled out you let go of both men’s hands and relaxed a little more.

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zomboire · 9 months

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gonna post some art that i forgot about!

#art #artwork #drawing #illustration #digital #not my oc #fanart #star trek #kirk #james t kirk #spock #s’chn t’gai spock #spirk #kirk x spock #spock x kirk #zombie guy #babygirl #zomboire

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ericac318 · 1 year

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Unexpected

Summary:

Adley Benson is a young Data Analyst for Starfleet. She met Jean Luc Picard at 10 Forward three years before this story begins. They began a relationship and now she lives with him at Chateau Picard and works from the vineyard. When Picard gets a distress signal from Beverly Crusher, what happens next for the couple? Picard x OC

Chapter 11

Back on the Titan, Jack’s attempt to take over a member of the bridge crew failed, resulting in the death of Lt. T’Veen.

“We need a new plan,” Kirk began as Reagan began to come to, “Is there any way to take back control of the ship in the next ten minutes?” he questioned as he felt her take his hand in her own.

Picard leaned back against the wall as he brainstormed for a solution.

Reagan sat up in her bed, against Kirk’s wishes, for the second time that day, “What’s going on? Where can we help?”

“You can help by resting,” Kirk responded, “That battle with Vadic’s men took quite a toll on you,” he added before continuing, “You experienced a severe concussion so you are stuck in sickbay for a while, understood?”

Reagan took a deep breath before she replied, “I understand. However, I do have an idea,” she began once she saw she’d grabbed the attention of the others, “We have our own supercomputer on board. It’s time to see if Data can win over Lore and take his body back. If you can get Data back, then he can take control of this ship with ease,” she stated, surprised no one else had thought of it, earning a proud smirk from Kirk.

Picard turned to Beverly, Jack, and Sidney (who’d been attempting to find a way to take back the ship’s controls), “That is not a bad idea, though I’m not sure if Geordi will go for it. Let’s go see if we can make that happen,” he looked at Captain Kirk, “Would you like to join us or stay here with Reagan?”

“I’m going to stay here until she’s cleared to leave and return to action, if that’s alright, Admiral?” Kirk inquired with his superior, even if their ranks based on their time served made no logical sense.

Picard nodded, “That is perfectly fine,” he gestured for Sidney, Jack, and Beverly to follow him to engineering where they would find Geordi and Data/Lore.

After Delaney made her comment about Vadic having control of the Titan, one of the guards returned to the small group.

Before the guard had a chance to say anything, his body was disintegrated before their eyes.

Delaney recognized Worf from her studies at the Academy, but she watched with a hint of delight as Riker and Troi embraced the Klingon.

“One’s personal space is a right,” Worf replied to their affections as the couple released him before Riker introduced Worf to Delaney.

“It is an honor to meet you, Lt. Hale,” Worf replied, “There is something you will want to see before we leave,” he added as he looked at Troi and Riker before he gestured for them to follow him.

The three trailed behind Worf through the halls of the Shrike until they reached what looked like a lab where Raffi was waiting.

Deanna and Delaney were introduced to Raffi before they took a look at the sight before them.

“Jean Luc,” Troi stated, empathetically.

Worf corrected her, “That is not him. It is the version of him that died. According to the records, they are isolating and taking apart the pieces of his brain infected with Iromodic Syndrome,” he shared.

“Why would they want the part of his brain destined to die?” Troi inquired as Raffi shook her head.

“We have no idea, but it has something to do with his son, as well,” Raffi replied, “I think I can download what they have and take it back with us. We can’t stay here any longer. We need to get back to the Titan,” she urged.

Raffi’s words caused a lump to form in Delaney’s throat. She hadn’t seen Liam Shaw since the morning she’d made her quick escape after their one-night stand and she wasn’t sure if he ever wanted to see her again.

While Geordi began working on separating Lore and Data, with the hopes that Data would win, Picard and Jack made their way to turbo lift as their next ten-minute deadline was nearing its end.

Jean Luc handed Jack a device as a contingency. A device that would initiate a forcefield to protect him in the event that they would need to open the airlock on the bridge to get rid of the intruders, even if that was their last choice.

Once the turbo lift doors opened, Jack and Picard were greeted by the sight of Vadic with her phaser aimed at Adley’s head as Picard’s girlfriend sat on her knees, awaiting her fate.

“Ah, Jack,” Vadic began as she backed away from Adley, causing Picard to move to her side and pull her protectively into his arms, “I’m so glad you decided to join.”

Jack shook his head, “You only want me. Let the others go,” he instructed, causing Vadic to wave her hand as she instructed her soldiers to move everyone but Jack into the Ready Room.

Everyone left except Seven, she chose to stand by Jack’s side.

“Are you alright?” Picard questioned Adley once they were behind closed doors, even though they still had a small audience.

Adley nodded as she leaned into his embrace, resting her head against his chest, “I’m ok, thanks to you. Are we going to get out of this one alive, babe?” she asked while attempting to stop her teeth from chattering from the nerves coursing through her body.

Jean Luc placed a kiss on her forehead before he replied, wishing he could comfort her more, “If Jack does what I told him then we’ll be alright. I still wish we knew what they were planning for Frontier Day, though. If we could understand their bigger picture, then this entire situation would be much easier,” he added as she placed her finger to his lips.

“We’ll figure it out,” Adley responded with confidence that she had no right feeling, “As long as we’re together then we can take on anything. That’s what I’ve learned in the years we’ve been together and I can’t wait to see what comes next for us. I know that this isn’t the appropriate time for me to be saying such things, but I want you to know how much I love you, always,” she added as she attempted to stop her lips from curling into a smile.

“Don’t you ever feel guilty regarding our love,” Picard stated before he placed his lips to hers, wondering what was going on aboard the ship surrounding them. Adley gave into his kiss, for a moment before she pulled away. “I have waited my entire life for someone who makes me feel the way you make me feel. Nothing could get between us, and I hope you understand how seriously I take those words,” he added before he placed a chaste kiss on her cheek.

Adley smiled at her boyfriend, ready to call him by a more significant title, “I trust you, baby. Before we came on this mission, I wasn’t sure that I was the person for you, but now I am. I can’t wait to see how our lives evolve when these babies arrive,” she added with a smile as she felt him place his hand on her slightly swollen abdomen, as he’d done a few times previously on their mission.

While Picard and Adley were having their sentimental reunion, Data had won over Lore and taken control of the ship at the same moment when Raffi, Riker, Troi, Worf, and Delaney made their entrance on board.

Raffi glanced at Delaney, “We can handle these soldiers. Why don’t you go to the bridge and see how the hostages are faring?”

Delaney nodded as she made her way to the turbo lift.

When she reached the bridge, she saw a man standing next to Seven of Nine addressing Vadic.

“One of my prisoners has returned,” Vadic interrupted Jack, “Let’s put her with the others,” she instructed as one of her soldiers grabbed Delaney roughly by the shoulder and threw her into the Ready Room with the others.

That’s where she came face-to-face with Captain Liam Shaw, who had clearly taken quite a beating.

Shaw let out a long sigh at the sight of Delaney while Adley was also in the room, “How many of my exes are going to show up on my ship during this mission?”

Delaney let out a small laugh, “I don’t know if you could really call me an ex, Captain,” she stated as she walked toward the man she’d spent the best night of her life with. “You don’t look great,” she added as she reached up and placed her fingers, gingerly, on his injuries.

“Thanks,” Shaw replied, sarcastically. “How did you get tangled up into all of this mess?” he inquired, resisting the urge to close his eyes from the feeling of her fingers on his skin. Shaw loved Adley, but he also loved Delaney and he couldn’t believe that they’d both shown up in the midst of all of this chaos.

Delaney shrugged, “Luck of the draw, I guess. Somehow Vadic knew about our one-night stand and she tortured me for information on your location. I suppose she doesn't understand how a one-night encounter between two people works because I haven’t spoken to you since that night, but she didn’t believe me,” she explained.

Shaw didn’t know if it was the blood loss or if he was feeling bold, but he decided to take a step forward with Lt. Delaney Hale, “Would I be too presumptuous if I asked you to be my girlfriend? I know we need some time to catch up, but I don’t think that’s a good enough reason not to move forward to a more formal title..” he let his words linger, waiting to see what she would say.

Delaney couldn’t stop the smile from creeping across her lips as she responded, “I wouldn’t say no to that proposal. I’d be more than happy to be your girlfriend,” she replied as they were interrupted by the feeling of the ship shaking, beneath their feet.

That didn’t stop them from entering into a passionate kiss that would seal their new relationship status.

Data had taken over the AI body, besting Lore, and he had control of the ship. Luckily, Jack used his device, given to him by Picard, to protect himself and Seven when Data opened the airlock to the bridge and sent Vadic and her men into the cold, depths of space.

Back in sickbay, Kirk was sitting on the edge of Reagan’s bed, while all the events were transpiring around them, including the Titan, finally destroying the Shrike with every weapon they had at their disposal.

“Are all those sounds a good thing or a bad thing?” Reagan questioned as she heard the Titan firing at the Shrike, unaware of what was actually going on, just making a hopeful assumption.

Kirk’s lips curved into a smug grin as he replied, “Those sounds are a very good thing. Our people managed to throw Vadic and her people into space and now we’re destroying her ship. The only thing left for us to do is to stop whatever the Changelings have planned for Frontier Day,” he added as he tentatively placed his hand on top of hers. He was fairly certain that she felt the same way about him that he felt for her, but he couldn’t be one-hundred percent certain.

“James Tiberius Kirk,” Reagan began, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say that you like me. Maybe even as much as I like you. Am I hot or cold with my suspicions?” she inquired while wearing a sly smile on her lips.

Kirk was unable to suppress the light chuckle from escaping his lips, even while they were in these dire circumstances, “I’m not sure how you were able to guess that I liked you too, but you’re right,” he replied, sarcastically, before continuing, “There are a few problems with ‘us’ though. The first one is that you’re far too young for me,” he stated matter-of-factly as if the words leaving his mouth were enough to set that in stone.

“Age is merely a number,” Reagan replied as she sat up and swung her legs off the side of the bed, “Based on your crazy track record, you’re bound to outlive me. Do you have any other more valid reasons for us to stay apart?”

Kirk let out a loud laugh at her logic before he replied, “I don’t suppose I do. So, what does that make us? Are we boyfriend and girlfriend, or not quite there yet?” he questioned as he heard his communicator chirp.

He chose to ignore it for the moment while he awaited Reagan’s response.

“If you’re ready to be exclusive then so am I,” she stated as she moved forward and placed her lips to his. She deepened the kiss, resisting the urge to straddle him because she knew that they were needed, as she broke the kiss and continued, “Are you one-hundred percent sure about being exclusive with me? There are a lot of girls in the galaxy you haven’t even met yet,” she added, with a smirk.

Kirk shook his head as he looked to the ground, his smile reaching his eyes causing his crow's feet to shine through, “I’ve never felt the way I feel for you about anyone so there’s no need for me to scour the galaxy for a better match. You’re it, my one, my everything,” he added, even as cheesy as his words sounded.

Once they resolved their conversation, Kirk answered his comms. Everyone was wanted in the conference room to figure out their next steps.

A/N: This is the most recent chapter of this fanifc, but you can start from the beginning here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45696184/chapters/114994717

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Stars *Leonard "Bones" McCoy*

Summary: After living in her brother's shadow since the day they were born, Eleanor "Nell" Kirk decides to take her life into her own hands. Joining Starfleet, she finds not only a place to belong but potentially, someone she wouldn't mind spending her life with.

Pairing: Eleanor "Nell" Kirk x Leonard "Bones" McCoy

Warning: Mention of injuries, mention of blood, Character Death

CHAPTER FIVE

Have you ever woken up from a fever dream and not really understood the entirety of what happened? Like you could remember faintly being sick and the fever but everything else is a blur. Coming too in a medbay cot, surrounded by Vulcan’s and feeling like you’d been run over is not a fun way to wake up. All I remembered was the feel of Len’s hands on my check and then the feeling of free falling. Everything else was locked away by a curtain of black. The only comfort I really had was the news that I had been one of the lucky ones. Len had been promoted to Chief Medical Officer because Puree and several other staff members were dead. Another foot to the left and I would have been just like Puree.

I was glad I didn’t remember it.

"Nell, are you sure you don't want me to get Dr. McCoy?" I had been adamant since I woke up that no one bother Len. I didn’t want to see the pain, I didn’t want to see the worry and I certainly didn’t want to see the relief.Because right now I was operating off of the blood transfusion, the sealed wounds and the haunting image of our almost kiss.I didn’t want to confront those feelings right now. Especially not since Nurse Harper had all but confirmed that Len hadn’t left her side until she was on the mend, and even then he left only to help Jim and Spock who had gone to rescue the Vulcan’s as quickly as they could before the planet had been consumed.

What’s worse, Nurse Harper hadn’t left my side. Always fretting over her, always making sure that she was okay and that her broken ankle or fractured wrist weren’t acting up. Especially since she had seen Nurse Harper rest a hand on Len’s shoulder almost in comfort. I didn’t like it, it was petty, and I knew it was because I was clinging onto hope that he felt for me what I felt for him. I would know of course If i would grow a pair, let Nurse Harper call Len over so we could talk about what had almost happened before we’d warped to the rescue. A part of me worried he would call it a mistake, so I didn’t call him over. I wouldn’t.

I also knew the only way I was going to be cleared was to give one of the battered Vulcan’s a clear bed, was if I was checked over. Apparently losing your planet and nearly being crushed was second priority to my own wounds which were mostly nonexistent now. The fatigue was still present as well as the muscle weakness, add on the broken ankle and fractured wrist and even if I wanted to get up to clear a bed and help, I wouldn’t be able to. I would be sent to the bridge to take over one of the Linguists stations. I wasn’t ready for that.

"I'm really fine Nurse Harper. Go away please." Harper gave me a sad look before moving away from my bedside. Settling myself against the bed a little more comfortably I picked up my patient Padd from the table by the bed where Harper had left it. Quickly unlocking it I thoroughly read through the medical report. Three broken bones, one broken leg, a fractured wrist, several muscle tears and a deep long laceration down my back from landing on the broken rubble from Deck 6. Not that bad compared to what it could have been, but definitely bad if I hadn’t been found when I was. I was more than grateful for the stitches and skin regrowth that had been treated on the cut.

"How you feelin' Doll?" Dropping the padd onto my bruised stomach and I flinched a little. Leonard quickly picked it up, moving it far out of my reach before settling at the end of the bed.

"McCoy, I'm fine. I promise. Don't you have other patients?"

"None that are as badly beat up as you are. Nell, I was terrified that I’d found you too late. That you were just like Puree, that I would have to tell Jim I’d failed and you were gone." Despite how touching his worry was, and how much I liked how much the thought of my death burned him (selfishly clinging onto the idea it burned because he cared for me more than a friend) I forced myself to roll my eyes.

"If I had, I'm sure you would have been fine after a while. Besides, you've got Nurse Harper and Jim’s got you and mom and our brother Goerge." Leo grabbed my hand tenderly, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Lonnie's nice enough but she doesn't have the spirit and sass my favorite girl does." I quirked an eyebrow.

"You would still have Jim, who is literally just like me when he cuts the ego off. I don't see how my passing would make a difference."

"I was talking about you Nell, you aren’t a thing like your brother, you never have been. You were the one who helped the most after my divorce and I've come to really depend on you." Blushing, I looked away trying to keep from showing how much his words meant to me.

"Get some sleep okay. When you wake up you should be healed enough to get up and walk around. I think you’re needed on the bridge anyway." With a kiss to my hairline Leonard brushed his thumb across my cheek before pushed off of her bed and walked over to Nurse Harper before leaving med bay entirely. Avoiding probing looks from the Vulcan’s gathered around in the medical space, I rolled over and attempted to get some actual rest and not the dark and dangerous unconsciousness I was plagued with only a few hours ago.

When you’re told to take a nap to feel better, you don’t expect the moment you wake up to receive news that makes you want to go on a homicidal killing spree. Which is probably why Len had dragged me into an isolated room to inform me that my brother had attempted to ‘Mutant’ and had been Vulcan nerve pinched and chucked off board. To say I was pissed was putting it mildly.

"What the hell do you mean my brother is no longer aboard McCoy!" My eyes were burning dangerously, my weight being held on my good foot didn’t deter me any as I advanced on the handsome doctor before me. Her blue eyes squinted in anger. Leonard raised his hands and surprised, clearly trying to keep me from doing anything that might potentially get me kicked off because he was now required to report any behavior not fitting a Starship.

"I mean Spock went all crazy Vulcan and sent him off the ship. Jim didn't agree with him on something and wouldn’t back down. I am supposed to go talk to him now and I was hoping you’d be calm enough to come with me so that I don't get out of hand. Now i’m not so sure that’s a good idea."

"Disagree or not, Vulcan’s run on logic Len. Logically kicking a cadet off of a starship outside of where we’re supposed to be isn’t logic. So it’s not me you need to worry about. Besides, aren’t I supposed to be headed up to the bridge anyway?" Leonard rolled his eyes but wrapped an arm around my waist supporting me as we walked out of the med bay and to the lift. Just like when we had arrived from the shuttles, it didn’t take long to reach the bridge.

Spock was wandering around looking almost lost, separated from the usual frey of the bridge activity. Len led us both over, gently releasing me to support myself so as to be taken seriously by the Vulcan acting-captain in front of us.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes, Doctor. I'm aware that James Kirk is a friend of yours. Supporting me, as you did, must have been difficult."

"Are you thanking me?"

"I'm simply acknowledging your difficulties."

"Permission to speak freely, sir."

"I welcome it."

"Do you. Okay then: Are you out of your Vulcan Mind? Were you doing the logical thing? Maybe and Nell don't give me that look. the Right one? Debatable. But one thing's for damn sure- that kid doesn't know how to lose. Just isn't in his DNA. Back home we have a saying: "If you're gonna ride in the Kentucky Derby, don't leave your prize stallion in the stable."

"He's got a point, Spock. My brother has an incredibly high IQ and he thinks differently than you. He is an advantage not a disadvantage." For the first time Spock focused his dark gaze on me. Something untouchable was in his gaze, something I couldn’t make out or read.

"A curious metaphor, Doctor. As a stallion must first be broken before it can reach its potential as for what your were saying Nurse Kirk, your IQ and thought process are nearly identical to your brothers therefore even if it was needed I have you on board therefore your brother would remain unneeded." I raised an eyebrow and smirked a little. That was where he was wrong. Jim and I might have the same sense of humor, share the same level of sarcasm, and look the same but that is where our similarities differ greatly.

"Jim has the mind of a Captain, I have the mind of a Doctor. He knows the protocol and the thought process necessary to get out of touch situations. He doesn’t use it all the time but it’s there. I have the mind of a healer, a diplomat, a helper. We are different. There is a difference Captain." I didn’t stay to hear his response, it wouldn’t matter. Jim was gone, stranded on a planet alone and likely with nothing more than a communicator. If I wanted to prevent myself from landing in trouble just like him I had to watch my tone. So without the help of my best friend, I limped back through the bridge.

The pain from my wounds was beginning to peak their head up, which meant it was time to get off my feet. Still, something about Spock, Jim and Len was bothering me. Something I should have seen but wasn’t. Whatever it was, I hoped it wasn’t important.

#star trek bones #star trek alternate original series #star trek aos #aos leonard mccoy #aos jim kirk #aos kirk #aos spock #star trek jim kirk #jim kirk #james t kirk #leonard “bones” mccoy #leonard mccoy #bones mccoy #leonard mccoy x oc

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random OC ask: if your OC inexplicably had access to real-world media, what character would be their favorite? what character would they unreasoningly despise? why?

Ohhh my goodness this is a good question, tyvm. I am very tired and going off of knee-jerk vibes alone. 😂

Hemlock (Tav paladin): massive James T. Kirk fan. Also Dana Scully from X-Files. That sort of "chaotically-stubborn but incorruptible" character would appeal in-general, as does that sort of long-running, only-occasionally-high-stakes sort of TV show. I feel like Hem wouldn't hate specific characters so much as they'd hate specific sorts of writing — grimdark and tragedies are very much Not For Them.

Century (Durge cleric): I saw Rocky Horror recently and literally all I can think of is Dr. Frank-N-Furter. 🤦 Which, uh... tracks, I think, with the sort of person Century finds themself attracted to. I also think they'd be viscerally bored by the sort of shows/protagonists that Hemlock likes lol.

#I think Hemlock would consume media primarily for comfort and relaxation #whereas Century is like 'what's the most weird-ass thing I can get my hands on and subject all my friends to?'#asked and answered #tav: hemlock #durge: century

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1shirt2shirtredshirtdeadshirt · 1 year

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Star Trek: The Original Series | 01x06 | The Enemy Within

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I love seeing your thoughts on these characters. How about Winston?

THERE’S MY MAN (and thank you haha I love sharing them)

“RAY! WHEN SOMEONE ASKS YOU IF YOU’RE A GOD, YOU SAY Y E S !”

Gender & Sexuality Headcanon: Cishet (honorific!!!!) This man is a mensch, he is the ideal cishet man, he is the guy who will walk you home at night in shitty neighborhoods with no expectations of “favors”, he will knock bigot skinheads flat on their asses, he will take you to pride and know the history, he’s GOOD and HUMBLE and KIND!!! A ship I have with said character: tbh I always envisioned him as happily married outside of the ghostbusters, very much a keep work and personal life separate, but she’s like the anti-frozone’s wife—instead of where’s my super suit, she’s chucking his flight suit and ICBs at him so fast he can barely keep up. so Winston x OC!wife. EDIT: AHHH FORGOT BROTP HOW COULD I: WINSTON + RAY. ECTO’S FAVORITE BOYS. They can spend hours together talking about the nature of faith and religion all the while tinkering with Ecto and coming up with new ways to jerry-rig her insides and add cool (and totally practical, 100% practical ahem) additions to her. There’s an implicit understanding between the two of them that they’ll always have each others’ backs whenever they’re needed, ride or die and it has come to that a few times in this line of work. Implicit trust, utter brothers in arms. A NOTP I have with said character: tbh I’m pretty lax, there’s no one jumping out at me that I’d go oh HELL no to. Actually, Winston x Peter because he just doesn’t deserve that nonsense. A random headcanon: when shit hits the fan in a non-ghost/mortal way (someone gets really injured on a job, there’s civilian crossfire, some lay person’s acting up on them, etc. etc.) Winston’s Air Force background kicks in hard core. He’s the boss now, he’s got Ray on the sat phone calling in the ambulance, he’s redirecting panicked civilians, he’s stabilizing broken limbs and putting C-collars on people, he’s jumpstarting stalled out cars in evac—Winston Zeddemore doesn’t mess around. The other guys can bust ghosts, Z can bust (and fix) the living and do it while looking good and being cool as a cucumber. General opinion on the character: braver than any US Marine. And he’s goddamn right, he IS the sex appeal but don’t sell yourself short man you kept it cool, too. I can’t wait to see how he’s utilized more in the GB:A sequel and I love how in the end he was the most successful out of all of them and kept the candle of hope burning all those years alongside Egon in his own way. Peter peaced out, and Winston stepped the fuck up.

send me character asks! (or just keep sending me ghostbusters since that seems to be what we're doing akdjfgh)

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Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, Pavel Chekov/Hikaru Sulu, James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Pavel Chekov & James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock & Hikaru Sulu & Nyota Uhura, James T. Kirk & Original Character(s), Spock (Star Trek) & Original Character(s), Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Original Character(s), Hikaru Sulu & Original Character(s), James T. Kirk & Spock & Original Characters, Crew of the Starship Enterprise & Original Character(s), Amanda Grayson/Sarek, Christine Chapel & Janice Rand, Janice Rand & Original Character(s), Christine Chapel/Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Montgomery "Scotty" Scott/Nyota Uhura Characters: James T. Kirk, Spock (Star Trek), Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Montgomery "Scotty" Scott, Christine Chapel, Nyota Uhura, Janice Rand, Pavel Chekov, Hikaru Sulu, Original Kirk Character(s), Original Characters, Original Child Character(s), Original Non-Human Character(s), Sarek (Star Trek), Amanda Grayson Additional Tags: Major Original Character(s), Adoption, Parent-Child Relationship, Canon Rewrite, Season/Series 01, Fluff and Angst, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Romance, Angst, Angst and Feels, Aliens, Alien Character(s), Alien/Human Relationships, Jewish Character, BAMF James T. Kirk, Genius James T. Kirk, Parent James T. Kirk, Parent Spock (Star Trek), Protective Spock (Star Trek), James T. Kirk Loves Spock, Spock Loves James T. Kirk, Crew of the Starship Enterprise as Family, BAMF Crew of the Starship Enterprise, Daily Life on the Starship Enterprise (Star Trek), Past Child Abuse, Childhood Trauma, Child Neglect, Childhood Memories, Space Pirates, all of these in the past, for two ocs, the other two are just dandy, Jewish James T. Kirk, Jewish Spock (Star Trek), Vulcan Culture, Vulcan Language, spirk are great parents, the crew are great aunts and uncles, totally not projecting, at all Summary:

Family can mean many things. It could be two people. It could be three. It could be about fifty. For Jim, his family consists of six. Including his in-laws, eight. Including his crew, fifteen. Including his entire ship, over four hundred. He really didn't mean to gain such a large family when he first became Captain of the Starship Enterprise, it just sort of...happened.

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Spoiler Tags

These operate similarly to both the Fan Content and Trigger tags. As a general rule, if something contains spoilers for something else, the tag will be the same as the fandom tag + "spoilers". This can be more specific, such as for a specific season.

Example, if something has spoilers for the third part of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, it will be tagged both "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure spoilers" AND "Stardust Crusaders spoilers".

The following list is a list of the spoiler tags I have used so far and I will try to keep it updated as I use more spoiler tags, but I make no promises about it being 100% accurate and exhaustive. I would suggest blacklisting the tag for a fandom and its spoilers (ex. "Undertale spoilers") even if it's not listed as a preemptive measure if it's something of major concern to you.

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