#kirk: god bless spock my best friend who is one of the only people (bones) i feel safe with to be myself and show vulnerability ❤️

[universalcaffination]

📚 The Corbomite Manuver, a surprisingly Spirky novelization!

(Be warned: long post!)

I think this difference from the actual episode stems from the written format giving us as the reader a chance to learn how kirk is feeling and thinking during such a stressful, possibly deadly situation. Being able to read his thoughts tells us much!

Starting off we have a very cute reaction to spock being able to tap into the alien ship to see what the other entity looks like. God bless Spock (haven't we all said that ourselves lmao), a man who is honest and blunt about what he's up to

Kirk is a man who has to appear strong for the crew because they depend on and look to him for guidance. For him to know what he's doing always and wil lead them in the right direction. The idea of "being able to pull rabbits out of a hat" crosses his mind a lot, too - he feels he has to be a miracle worker for the people around him, not for his own gratification, but because they expect him to be able to do so

He feels safe around spock can be more like himself, as James Kirk, than just Captain Kirk like he is to everyone else on the ship (save mccoy, of course). He seeks spock's counsel multiple times because he knows spock won't judge him for what he says and being at a lost and a little scared about the situation like the rest of the crew. He feels like he's treated as a person with spock. He thinks of spock as his (best) friend twice in 4-5 short paragraphs! (Who knows, maybe in a vulcan translation for novelization the word would be t'hy'la instead)

Similarly, Spock may be different from the rest of the crew because he's part vulcan, but to kirk spock is different because he is independent and able to hold his own. Kirk sees them as equals not just from spock being his first officer, but from how spock treats him as a just a regular person and he appreciates that!

And finally, multiple times when they think they're on the cusp of dying, spock moves from the science station to stand beside kirk. Depending on when the corbomite manuver chronologically takes place, he may already have heard kirk remark "I know I am going to die alone." While spock moving to be near him could simply be a base comfort thing, i personally like to think it's a nod to spock doing his best to make sure that, should they die, kirk will not be alone in those last moments. Even when they stand on the bridge with a handful of people, he wants kirk to know he's there.

TLDR: kirk thinks multiple times during a stressful situation "bless Spock, hes my best friend" and kirk holds spock in high regard for how spock treats him like a normal person not put on a pedestal because of captaincy, and he also appreciate that spock is independent. Spock doesn't say how he feels about his captain but his actions speak louder than words

TLDR of the TLDR: these bitches gay

#t'hy'la #star trek #tos #the original series #spock #kirk #spirk #space husbands #k/s #kirk/spock #i feel like i have a thousand more words to say but cant verbalize #kirk: god bless spock my best friend who is one of the only people (bones) i feel safe with to be myself and show vulnerability ❤️ #TOS heteronormatives: that dont mean hes in love with spock tho :/ #which to some degree is true! #but thats where the definition comes in!! #Roddenberry to thise people: you have activated my trap card

[princesssarcastia]

Thoughts on Star Trek AOS? (And do you think Kirk was on Tarsus?)

i have SO MANY THOUGHTS about star trek aos, so buckle up.  brace yourself.

star trek aos is a terrible disaster and i love it SO MUCH.  for me, star trek 2009 is still in that class of unreasonably pleasing movies like the mummy or stardust or jumanji: welcome to the jungle.  what they are isn’t exactly top notch but you love them for being exactly what they are.

star trek aos is a star-studded fucking phenomenal cast of some of the best actors working today, which makes up for the very inconsistent writing and unfortunate low-level current of sexism.

literally where would i be today if chris pine could not make faces Like That. i honestly couldn’t tell you.

overall, I have quite a few bones to pick with JJ Abrams for setting up a star trek universe that is less Wacky Space Utopia adventures with liberal political commentary ranging from unsubtle to im-hitting-you-over-the-head-with-my-opinions-like-they’re-a-brick—

to this kind of overtly militarized action-hero adventure porn where one white man saves the universe from Scary People Who Don’t Look Like Us And Are Crazy.  I also don’t appreciate what they did to Jim Kirk, turning him into this womanizing self-centered bastard who has to be in charge.  I REALLY don’t appreciate the casual misogyny, what with the last of rank stripes for women and the gratuitous sex-ed up scenes and the way that Amanda Grayson gets fridged for man-pain and and and— you get the picture.

Or at least, that’s what they tried to do to jim kirk.  and god fucking bless chris pine for being able to make facial expressions, because i firmly believe if pretty much almost anyone else had played Jim Kirk as written by JJ Abrams, that’s exactly what he would have been.

But because of chris pine’s acting, instead, most of the AOS fandom and I realized/decided that this “womanizing” version of jim kirk actually really really hates himself so much, most likely for trauma reasons. 

we took that shit and ran with it and never really stopped.

zachary quinto is also like god tier casting.  unfortunately the writers for the first two movies mostly gave him Anger as a primary motivator, which like, is not exactly how I would interpret Spock at all, but quinto played this Angry Spock so so well.

ZOE SALDANA PLAYS THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE, NYOTA UHURA, PERFECTLY AND THAT’S ALL I’LL HEAR ON THE MATTER.

john cho should be cast in everything ever he’s amazing and I love seeing him.  this man has the range. hikaru sulu is the backbone of this fucking ship.  this man wins the big damn hero award every single movie. 

i still miss living in the same world as anton yelchin. i really, really do.

I also have found family feelings all over these movies, where these baby versions of iconic characters from the sixties are brought together too early to witness too much fucking trauma.  harry potter references aren’t exactly in vogue right now, but there’s this one piece from a—well, actually, its a harry potter reference in an mcu fic i read years ago, now that i think about it, but anyway:

it was something like, there are some things you can’t go through with a person—like that mountain troll in harry potter—without becoming friends for life.  there are some crucibles that will bind you together forever.  and awful as it is, I think Nero and the Vulcan genocide were the AOS crew’s mountain troll.  there’s no going back or separating, after that.

also I feel like there’s a ton of competence porn in this trilogy that i deeply, deeply enjoy.

star trek: 2009 and into darkness are both grimdark male power fantasy bullshit that only accidentally hits all the right buttons for me.  I love them dearly but i know EXACTLY what they are, thank you.

star trek: beyond is a delightful movie with no real plot where our favorite crew are finally Adults With A Modicum Of Common Sense And Stability, instead of Disaster Children Angsting All Over The Place, and they get to save the universe with the power of excellent rock music and friendship. how cool is that?!?  i wanna give simon pegg a high five for making this movie.

on a more meta note, what I find kind of satisfying about these movies is that—for all his many faults that i’m always happy to expound upon—JJ Abrams actually went for it.  He Did That.  He just made his own brand new timeline, killed jim kirk’s dad, then gave him an abusive uncle/step-dad, then literally destroyed one of the founding planets of the Federation, then he, in an iconic fashion, switched Jim and Spock’s places in the infamous “wrath of khan” death scene, so instead Spock gets to watch Jim die. 

and you know what? I can forgive a lot of bullshit for that kind of poetic angsty fanfic plot detail. 

every time uhura says, “an alternate reality,” in star trek 2009 just gives me chills.  every time she says it, you feel the weight of sixty years of history and legacy sitting on these people’s shoulders, the weight of arguably one of the most popular TV shows of all time.

imagine, living in a new world you’re aware isn’t the one that was supposed to be.  imagine that!

oh! and on the question of tarsus:

what I think is probably true irl: JJ Abrams has never thought that far ahead in his life.  correct me if i’m wrong, but hadn’t he.....not even watched star trek.........when he made these movies............like lol i’d bet you this man didn’t even really know Tarsus was a thing.  And even if he did, I don’t think he thought it was part of the new canon he was creating.  AOS is much more self-contained than the serialized universe the original star trek was, so I don’t think that AOS was intended to encompass all those things, like tarsus, that we as a fandom like to obsess over.

what I personally enjoy: i love me some AOS fic that explores the ridiculous amounts of trauma that comes from living through a genocide.  I think that, given we all decided AOS Jim Kirk hates himself, and engages in a shit ton of self-sabotaging and destructive behavior to cope, it’s a reasonable jump to think that at least some of that comes from some survivor’s guilt bullshit from Tarsus.  And honestly, hit me up if you want recs for this, because boy do I have them.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: no one does angst quite like AOS!Jim Kirk.

what I believe wholeheartedly: this is like Schrödinger's Plot Point, okay, it both exists and doesn’t exist simultaneously.  it’s easy to read tarsus into some of jim’s behavior, and it’s easy to read none of it in, and both of those choices are valid.  go with your gut, go with what makes you happy, go with what you think makes sense.  This is where fandom lives, in these little details that fall through the cracks.

anyway WOW did I talk a lot.  those are at least some of my star trek thoughts.  i do have others, but i’ve expounded on them before on this blog, and y’all don’t need me to repeat myself

ask me my thoughts on ______

#star trek #aos star trek #jj abrams #ask meme #actually i also had the tarsus convo with a mutual recently #and like 99.99% of my fandom opinions it boils down to: You Do You Babe We're Doing This For Fun #long post #(oops) #lupanymeria

[trade-baby-blues]

Scruffle Shuffle

Pairing: McKirk 

Word Count: 1196

Warnings: none! Super fluffy!

A/N: This is a modern-AU based on the prompt “Character A is desperate to find a particular item (book/toy/etc.) as a present for someone, but it’s been sold out everywhere. Character B helps” requested by @horaetio​. I definitely misread the prompt the first 20 times i read it and thought they were supposed to be fighting over the gift somehow so...that’s embarassing...but I hope you like it!! I wasn’t sure if you wanted it to be like...romance-y or friendship so it can be read as both!

Bones approached Jim Kirk’s door with the resignation of a man who’d exhausted all other options. He knew he shouldn't have waited so long to get Jo’s present, but then Jim had snagged a huge client and Bones was forced to clock more hours in the office.

“Hell of a lotta good that did me,” he grumbled as he knocked. There was no answer. Slowly, Bones opened the door and poked his head in, spotting Jim with his feet up on the desk, fast asleep. Bones stared for a few seconds and wondered how Jim ever managed to become the VP.

“Jim.” Bones called, entering the office. No answer but a soft snore. Bones reached over the desk and shoved Jim’s feet off.

He shot up and announced: “I don't like asparagus.” Jim looked around, clearly still half asleep.

Bones raised an eyebrow, having given up trying to figure out how Jim’s mind worked long ago. “I won't put any in the Christmas basket, then.”

“Bones! You, uh, you..you're here. I wasn't sleeping.”

“Course not,” Bones said as he settled into the leather chair in front of Jim’s desk.

“So,” Jim smoothed down the front of his suit jacket, “what can I do ya for?”

“I need the afternoon off.”

“Mmm, you know I love you Bones, but we’ve got a client coming this afternoon.”

“I know, I know, it’s just….there’s something I’ve gotta do.”

Jim frowned as he tried to balance a pen on his top lip. “What “something” is that?”

Bones sighed, running a hand through his already messy hair. “I forgot to buy Joanna’s Christmas present.” Jim’s dramatic gasp was cut short by Leonard’s glare. “I only forgot because you’ve been working me to the damn bone.”

“I have, haven't I?” Jim rubbed the back of his neck, feeling suddenly guilty. “Tell you what. I’ll clear my schedule and take you to lunch. Then we can go looking together.”

“Oh no, you don't-” Bones started, rising from the chair, but Jim already had his phone in his hands.

“Yes, Mr. Spock. I’m heading out early today. Can you handle the meeting with the Romulan Trading Company this afternoon? That’s why you're the best,” Jim smiled, hanging up the phone. “God, I love being in charge.”

Bones glared at him. “You really didn't have to.”

Bones had to admit, lunch with Jim wasn't the worst thing that could've happened. He had a quick wit and damn fine taste in steakhouses. Even the whiskey tasted sweeter, but maybe that's because Jim was paying.

“Where to first,” Jim asked, holding the car door open for Bones to slide in.

“I dunno. Figured probably Toys ‘R’ Us.”

Jim stared at Bones, door still ajar. “Are you serious? Is he serious right now, Sulu,” Jim asked his driver.

Mr. Sulu looked up in the rear view mirror. “Seems serious to me, boss.”

“Where have you been for the last year, Bones? Toys ‘R’ Us closed.” Jim shut the door as he said it, and Bones probably would have rolled his eyes at the dramatics of it all if he wasn't currently up to his blue turtleneck in panic.

“What the hell do you mean it’s closed?”

“Went bankrupt. They closed all the stores. Did you really not hear about it?”

“Where the hell am I supposed to buy kids toys now,” Bones snapped, throwing his arms up only to smack his hands against the roof of the car. He hissed in pain and Jim tried his best to cover a laugh with a cough.

“Sulu, you have a daughter, right,” Jim asked. “Where do you get her toys?”

“Best shop in town,” he said, cranking up the engine.

“This is the worst toy shop in town,” Bones grumbled, leaving the store empty-handed. “They've barely got anything on the shelves.”

“Yeah, because it's like two days before Christmas,” Jim said. He held the door open for Bones again before holding his phone out to Sulu, who nodded and started the car.

This pattern repeated for nearly two hours. Bones was sure they’d hit every toy shop in the city and, while Jim care out with an armful of toys (some for himself) each time, Bones kept coming out with nothing. His feet ached. His back ached. Muscles in his neck that he didn't know he had ached.

“It's hopeless,” he said, dropping onto a bench outside the shopping center. He cradled his head in his hands, trying with every cell in his body to think of anything besides the disappointment on Jo’s face when she opened her presents Christmas morning and didn't find the one thing she’d asked him for. He could practically hear his ex-wife’s voice telling him “It’s no wonder our marriage fell apart. You're married to your job. Couldn't even find time to get a gift for your daughter.”

“Cheer up, Bones,” Jim said, rubbing his hand up Bones’ back and stopping at the nape of his neck. Jim massaged the muscles there gently, and Bones felt a modicum of relief. “We still have time to hit the stores in the town over.

“They're not gonna have it either. It's the most popular toy of the season. I should've bought it months ago.”

“You don't know they don't have it until we look.” Bones dropped his hands between his knees, watching the people pass by. “What exactly is it we’re looking for again?”

“A Scruffling.”

“Bless you,” Jim said.

Bones leaned back so he could scowl at Jim. “Shut up. It's a toy, and Jo wanted one and now they're all sold out, and Jocelyn’s never gonna let me hear the end of it.”

“Hm. Probably.” Jim stayed solemn for all of two seconds before he cracked another grin at his friend. “Oh come on, I’m just kidding. Jo loves you to death, even if you don't manage to find whatever the Scruffle thing is. What is it anyway?”

“I don't know. Some kind of animal rescue thing. You wash ‘em and comb ‘em out and it turns into some kinda animal.”

“Oh, a Sruff-a-Luv,” Jim said as realization hit him.

“You've heard of it?” Despite his best efforts, hope had found its way back into Bones’ voice.

“Yeah, dude, I bought some at the second shop we visitied.” Jim stood as he spoke, walking over to the car parked. He popped the trunk as Bones walked up, revealing the spoils of today’s adventures.

“But I asked at every shop we went to.”

Jim laughed. “Yeah, you asked for a Scruffling. It's a Scruff-a-Luv. They probably said no because they had no idea what you were talking about.”

“But you have some?”

“Yeah,” Jim said, rifling through the bags. He pulled out three packages. “I've got the dog, the bunny, and the bear. You can take your pick.”

“How much were they,” Boned asked as he reached for his wallet. Jim put his hand on Bones’ arm to stop him.

“Consider it a Christmas bonus.”

Bones laughed too. He couldn't believe his luck. “I could kiss you.”

“Save it for the office party, big guy,” Jim said with a wink, slamming the trunk shut.

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Also this is a Scruff-A-Luv: 

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