Chapters: 2/2
Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, Original Vulcan Character(s)/Original Character(s)
Characters: James T. Kirk, Spock (Star Trek), Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Assorted Starfleet Flag Officers
Additional Tags: Star Trek - Freeform, Humor, Captain's Log (Star Trek), What if Starfleet Actually Enforced Their Anti-Fraternization Rules?, Blatant Flirtation, vulcan hand kink, Based on a Tumblr Post, James T. Kirk Loves Spock, James T. Kirk is a Good Friend, Sneaky Spock (Star Trek), Kirk's relationship with rules, Starfleet Command's dubious decision process, Reputation Politics, nothing here should be taken seriously, Have a little chuckle, as a treat, Spock and Jim have an interesting network of friends, Space Romans, Actual TOS Plots, Starfleet Intelligence has their staff meetings in bars, Kirk and Spock show up in person in Chapter Two
Summary:
Inspired by This Tumblr Post:
https://www.tumblr.com/eternalthyla/682270542609498112/mylittleredgirl-quasi-normalcy-startrekships?source=share
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It’s time for Starfleet Intelligence’s quarterly review of Captain James T. Kirk’s improbable Captain’s Logs. Is there enough booze in the Officer’s Lounge to make anything Kirk writes seem remotely credible?
Featuring:
* Actual TOS plots!
* Vulcans who think they’re subtle!
* Jim Kirk’s good natured flirting with anything remotely sentient!
* The Strategic Importance of Restrooms!
* And, of course, Starfleet Vice Admirals With Questionable Motivations!
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Sorta Kinda Kidnapped by happyaspie
No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Word Count 3558 || Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Humor, No Angst
Summary: Peter gets kidnapped on his way to school. It's fine, though. He's perfectly capable of saving himself. It happens so fast and it's so uneventful that he forgets to tell Tony it even happened. Until the kidnappers call to collect their ransom.
This fic is based on [this post] by @marvel-lous-guy
[Excerpt Under the Cut]
“Bye, Aunt May! I’ll see you tonight!” Peter shouted as he darted out the front door and into the apartment hallway. Between Spider-Man patrols and some intense studying, he’d stayed up just a teeny tiny bit later than he’d meant to. As a result, he’d slept through his first alarm and part of his second one as well. That had led to a frazzled rush, as he only had about fifteen minutes to get out the door before he risked missing his usual public transportation schedule.
He ran down the sidewalk and arrived at the station with barely a second to spare. His train was already there. In order to catch it, he skipped the steps and with a running start, hopped up onto the railing instead. He slid down, shouting “Sorry!” to the glaring security guard, and landed smoothly on his feet.
He managed to skid onto the train just as the doors were beginning to shut. With no seat available, Peter clutched one of the poles and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He managed to catch a glimpse of his reflection on the darkened screen and wrinkled his nose at his disheveled appearance. His clothes were rumpled, and his hair was slightly askew but he supposed it could have been worse. At least he’d thought to shower the night before. He ran his fingers through his hair, attempted to smooth the wrinkles out of his t-shirt, and fished his earbuds out of his hoodie pocket.
Once he’d finally reached his destination, Peter happily disembarked and hustled his way to the surface level. He took a deep breath of the cool early morning air and started toward his school. He could have taken a bus, but the weather was nice and walking was a far more pleasant option.
For a few minutes, he carried on, placing one foot in front of the other until his school came into view. Then all of a sudden his spidey senses flared, giving him pause. He stopped in his tracks, tugged the earbuds out of his ears, and carefully surveyed the area. Initially, he saw nothing. None of the handful of people around him appeared to be in any kind of distress, and he couldn’t hear anything in the distance. He narrowed his eyes, wondering if he should duck behind a dumpster to change into his spider-suit. Clearly, something was very wrong. He just couldn’t seem to put his finger on what it was.
Ultimately, he decided to keep moving, but he didn’t let his guard down. He stayed alert, his eyes locked on his destination. As he approached a nearby alley, he overheard men whispering things like, ‘Brown hair. Brown eyes. Heading right for the nerd school,’ and ‘I’m telling you that’s the kid we’re after.’
Seeing as there wasn’t really anyone else around, Peter sighed. He didn’t know why he was being kidnapped but apparently that's where his day was going. His plan was to allow it to happen. Primarily because he had no idea if they were after Spider-Man, Peter Parker, or someone else entirely. He wouldn't want to inadvertently give away his secret identity if he didn’t have to. Although it became abundantly obvious very quickly that they did not know he was enhanced. The moment he reached the mouth of the darkened alley and he was abruptly hauled into it by two fairly average looking men.
“Geez! Do you have to be so rough?” he shouted, as his phone was yanked out of his pocket and his backpack was pulled aggressively off of his shoulders.
The larger of the two men shushed him while the other forcefully seized his hand and jammed his thumb up against the sensor on his phone.
“Hey! That’s all private information, and I didn’t give you permission to go through it,” he glowered. The larger man simply scoffed and began to attach a thick rope around his wrists. He winced slightly as the course fibers scrubbed against his exposed skin and had to resist the urge to instantly break himself free. Instead, he asked, “Do we have to do this today? I mean couldn’t we have at least waited until after school? I have major tests in my second and fourth-period classes today. I don’t want to have to make them up. The make-up tests are always harder, which seems unfair when you think about it. It’s not like people intentionally get sick or, you know, kidnapped to get out of it! They should really-“ he said, cutting himself off when a fist smacked up against his jaw.
“Dude!” he exclaimed, then experimentally opened and closed his mouth. It hurt but he wasn’t bleeding and nothing appeared to be broken. Although he was convinced it would eventually bruise. “That’s definitely going to leave a mark,” he mumbled while glaring daggers between the two men.
“You better shut up, Kid. Before I shut you up myself,” the larger of the two captors said, then looked toward his partner. “Good God, he’s as bad as his father.”��
That got Peter’s attention. His only living relative he had left was his Aunt May. He didn’t have time to question it. Suddenly his backpack and phone were both being tossed into a dumpster. “Are you serious right now?” he shrieked. “My aunt is going to be so mad when she finds out I need another new backpack.”
The larger man held up a fist and shook it warningly. “What did I just tell you, Kid?”
Peter shrugged his shoulders but opted to remain quiet. At least for the time being.
“That’s what I thought,” the man grumbled, then hauled Peter to his feet and dragged him towards a stereotypical unmarked work van. Peter rolled his eyes as he was shoved into the back. He was barely situated before the doors slammed shut engulfing him in darkness.
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"Daniel has been kidnapped. Someone comes to rescue him."
"I'd Break the Back of Love for You" is a short, angsty, romance-if-you-squint Janiel one-shot I've written after I saw the reblog of one of my posts by @lokislytherin.
Based on chapters 394 and 395, so spoilers for that. Read at your own risk.
Rated "Mature" for blood, violence and some slight gore.
A second chapter might happen if I get motivated.
Image that might serve as an illustration :'D
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Original Work
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Additional Tags: Secret Relationship, Closeted Character, Romance, question mark, Unrequited Love, Cheating, this is messy, Bittersweet, Based on a Tumblr Post
Summary:
I love him. He doesn’t know that and I don’t know if he loves me – in fact, I think he doesn’t. I don’t think he has let himself, and I don’t know if he ever will. He loves his wife, he tells me, and he doesn’t want to hurt her. I know he thinks he’s telling the truth.
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She wakes with the immediate feeling of danger. The feeling brings her to the verge of tears. She clutches her lemur doll in her arms, trying to find comfort.
She has to leave. It’s dangerous. There will be a big fire. A big fire and she’ll die. And she’ll be alone. People will be angry at her. Hate her. And then she will die in the end, too, because she’s sad.
Sangmu- she looks around. Where is Sangmu?
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Bby Yangchen moment based on my Tumblr post about Yangchen dreaming about her past lives
(My brain will absolutely not shut up and the new novel is out soon)
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