Pittsburgh Pattern Recognition
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facial recognition Star Trek

Navigate video by facial recognition, demo'd on the original Star Trek

face mining - nice

Now that's a good use of facial recognition!

I was amusing myself by imagining Kirk attempting to be an authority figure and this is what happened.

Chekov rolls his eyes and then enunciates very clearly, like he’s speaking to someone a little bit slow, and sometimes he really does wonder about Sulu. “I punched a superior officer in the face!”

"If people just went around punching superior officers because they were assholes, there would be anarchy, and I’d be very bruised.” [ I would have loved it for this fragment alone, but the rest of the fic is equally good. It's gen, with some UST running around]

Kirk learns to deal with the necessities of command. This story has a great Kirk voice, and it also features my personal favorite, Chekov - and a Uhura who isn't taking any bullshit!

Kirk slouches in his chair and sighs. McCoy will give him this; the man is a champion at slouching. There’s something about the way he slouches that seems to be saying, ‘I could be sitting straight, but the universe just couldn’t handle the awesomeness of me being fully upright in this chair.’ It’s a lot to say in just the way he sits. It’s impressive.

Kirk attempts to be an authority figure and McCoy mocks.

I was amusing myself by imagining Kirk attempting to be an authority figure and this is what happened. Gen, with a brief moment of Kirk's POV on Spock/Uhura which is absolutely hilarious.

"Leonard McCoy is thirty-one and he’s too fucking old to be anybody’s jealous boyfriend."

"Leonard McCoy is thirty-one and he's too fucking old to be anybody's jealous boyfriend." Aaaaah, awesome.

"Leonard McCoy is thirty-one and he's too fucking old to be anybody's jealous boyfriend." Aaaaah, awesome.

[GUYS I HAVEN'T EVEN READ THIS YET BUT *FRONT PAGE OF DELICIOUS*, THERE IS A STAR TREK FANDOM, I THINK I'M GOING TO CRY (even though seriously there is something seriously strange about the world where the first delicious front page ST fic is *Kirk/Bones*, instead of, you know, seriously)] <--- okay so I typed all this and then I actually read it and, uh, *oh*. Oops. uh. This fic knows what it's doing! *thumbs up!*

"Leonard McCoy is thirty-one and he’s too fucking old to be anybody’s jealous boyfriend." <3<3<3<3<3

Leonard McCoy is thirty-one and he’s too fucking old to be anybody’s jealous boyfriend

Jim acquires bruises and lacerations faster than anybody McCoy’s ever met. And it’s not until he’s threading nine stitches into Jim’s scalp (long after the blood’s dried and left his hair a gory, stiff mess, naturally, because why would Jim ever want to make McCoy’s life easier?) that Jim tells him everything.

"Great," Kirk says. "In the end, it's not going to be punching someone in the face, or shooting something, or even in some barfight – it's going to be a goddamned diplomatic mission gone wrong that does me in."

"Your eyebrows are the coolest thing I have ever seen in my whole freaking life," Kirk says seriously, and McCoy considers writing it down so he can have the exact wording to throw back in his face later on. "I will be certain to tell hundreds of millions of years of evolution that you approve of their eyebrow-trait selection processes," Spock informs him.

The one with a bad diplomatic mission, a malfunctioning shuttle, and sarcasm.

Kirk closes his eyes and lets his head fall back hard against the floor. "Great," he says. "In the end, it's not going to be punching someone in the face, or shooting something, or even in some barfight – it's going to be a goddamned diplomatic mission gone wrong that does me in."

"You should remember that," he says. "For Vulcans, 'sarcasm' doesn't count as an emotion."

Star Trek: Reboot. ""Great," Kirk says. "In the end, it's not going to be punching someone in the face, or shooting something, or even in some barfight – it's going to be a goddamned diplomatic mission gone wrong that does me in.""

"Great," Kirk says. "In the end, it's not going to be punching someone in the face, or shooting something, or even in some barfight – it's going to be a goddamned diplomatic mission gone wrong that does me in." || Fab Kirk/Spock/McCoy friendship fic.

Fantastic exploration of the dynamics among Kirk, Spock, and McCoy, with them getting to know each other under slightly fraught circumstances. If any affection is expressed, it is heavily couched in sarcasm (which, as Spock marvelously informs Kirk and McCoy, is a rhetorical technique, not an emotional response): " - 'James Tiberius Kirk, murdered by knife-throwing Lysurean ninjas on a routine diplomatic mission.' How does that sound, Jim?" "Take out the Tiberius and it sounds fine," Kirk retorts blurrily. "There are worse ways to go than ninjas."

They're not friends yet. That takes time, more than a few really disastrous missions, two anniversaries, and quite a lot of bloodshed. Jim's never been the patient type.

Summary: They're not friends yet. That takes time, more than a few really disastrous missions, two anniversaries, and quite a lot of bloodshed. Jim's never been the patient type.

Summary: They're not friends yet. That takes time, more than a few really disastrous missions, two anniversaries, and quite a lot of bloodshed. Jim's never been the patient type. Word count: 7,400

Jim just wishes they were friends.

Fabulous pre-slash story of the crew of the Enterprise gelling together in the first couple of years of the mission. Wonderfully written.

They're not friends yet. That takes time, more than a few really disastrous missions, two anniversaries, and quite a lot of bloodshed. Jim's never been the patient type. AN: This was meant to be a slow pre-slash to slash kind of thing. It's still mostly that (except it never really breaks 'pre') but also ended up being the story of James T. Kirk's first year in command of the Enterprise.

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kirk is uhura's best girlfriend, srsly

It began as an obscure form of punishment. Nyota had rejected Jim in no uncertain terms; Jim was going to find a way to make her deal with him regardless.

Characters/Pairing: Jim & Nyota; Spock/Uhura; Kirk/McCoy implied Rating: PG-13 Words: ~2700 Summary: Boys. Girls. Clothes. Pon Farr.

The one where Uhura unexpectedly becomes Kirk's fag hag. Basically. (by trisfic)

Boys. Girls. Clothes. Pon Farr.

Four Consequences of the Unexpected and Unlikely Friendship Between James T. Kirk and Nyota Uhura. To sum up? Boys. Girls. Clothes. Pon Farr. Silliness and much lovely platonicness. Oh yes.

Summary: Boys. Girls. Clothes. Pon Farr.

FUCK EARTH, I'M OUT IN SPACE MOTHERFUCKER FUCK CANON, THIS IS ALTERNATE REALITY MOTHERFUCKER

I'M ON A BOAT

Take a good hard look at the motherfucking ship.

This might be one of the funniest things I've ever seen.

OMG LOLZ. I'm On A Boat.

OMFG. OMFG.

I'M ON A SHIP

I'm On a Ship. Best. Star Trek Macros. Ever. (though, in my defense, you need to see Andy Samberg's 'I'm on a Boat' to understand the lolerskates)

TAKE A PICTURE TRICK, I'M ON A SHIP BITCH WE DRINKING CARDASSIAN SUNRISE, IT'S SO CRISP

AAAAH. DEAD. I AM DEAD. It's..."I'M ON A BOAT" from SNL Star Trek style gahahaha.

Kirk/Spock - Kirk's angsting over his desire for Spock and hiding/avoiding the issue by doing as much work as possible - spock is clueless at first, but catches on, and making out (and/or other various sexual activites) ensues against a wall somewhere. or over a desk, if you'd prefer.

In the world the other Spock had come from, he and Jim hadn't just been friends. They'd been lovers.

Bones is the first to notice he's basically given up on sleeping. Actually, he's surprised nobody else has noticed he could stow Scotty's little green friend in the bags under his eyes, or that as soon as he goes off duty it's all he can do to stand up straight.

It's harder at night, when the bridge is deserted and he can't sleep. Kirk deals with the mindmeld. Spock tries to help.

He did this thing to me, okay, merged our brains or something to show me what happened and how he got here! And now there's all this /stuff/ in my head and it's driving me fucking crazy!

"It wasn't you, it was him!" he yells, pointing out the window, out toward the far-distant cave on Delta Vega. "I'm not lying to you, for God's sake, are you serious? He did this thing to me, okay, merged our brains or something to show me what happened and how he got here! And now there's all this /stuff/ in my head and it's driving me fucking crazy!"

The one where Jim can't sleep nd Spock finds him.

Kirk's angsting over his desire for Spock and hiding/avoiding the issue by doing as much work as possible - Spock is clueless at first, but catches on, and making out ensues against a wall somewhere. or over a desk, if you'd prefer.

Summary : for a prompt at st_xi_kink : Kirk's angsting over his desire for Spock and hiding/avoiding the issue by doing as much work as possible - spock is clueless at first, but catches on, and making out ensues against a wall somewhere. or over a desk, if you'd prefer. 4450-ish words.

Summary: prompt at st_xi_kink : Kirk's angsting over his desire for Spock and hiding/avoiding the issue by doing as much work as possible - Spock is clueless at first, but catches on, and making out ensues against a wall somewhere. or over a desk, if you'd prefer.

If Kirk and Spock had met when they were thirteen they'd have been BFF. This fic proves it.

Spock and Kirk make friends while bleeding. So exactly what happened, except they're in grade school. AU. Gen.

Summary: Spock and Kirk make friends while bleeding. So exactly what happened, except they're in grade school. AU. Gen.

Neither of them will know it for years yet, but a legend begins like this: The blond human boy grins at him through a split lip and says, "Hey. I'm Jim Kirk."

Summary: There are times (when being attacked by Klingons, for example) when life on the Enterprise is a million miles away from McCoy’s country practice. There are other times when it’s exactly the same. **||** [750 words] Brilliant, hilarious, McCoy POV!

Turns out, despite the vast emptiness of space, and the worryingly illusory protection offered even by Starfleet’s finest vessel, and the sheer likelihood of being taken out by an unexpected cosmic event (sure, those nebulae look pretty now but up-close they’re just a disaster waiting to happen) and/or Klingon attack (McCoy’s sure it’s going to happen any day now) and/or new and fatal alien disease (probably sexually transmitted; probably Kirk’s fault), life on the Enterprise isn’t as far off a village as you might expect.

mccoy ship miscellanea

There are times (when being attacked by Klingons, for example) when life on the Enterprise is a million miles away from McCoy’s country practice. There are other times when it’s exactly the same. [fave lighthearted ensemble fic]

“Jesus, Bones, they’re running a still!” “That’s outrageous, Jim.” “Did you know about this?” “Absolutely not. I’m a doctor, not a moonshiner.” “Can you get me some?” “Sure.

There are times (when being attacked by Klingons, for example) when life on the Enterprise is a million miles away from McCoy’s country practice. There are other times when it’s exactly the same

There are times (when being attacked by Klingons, for example) when life on the Enterprise is a million miles away from McCoy’s country practice. There are other times when it’s exactly the same.

McCoy’s expression is wise and, he is aware, deeply annoying. “Jim, my friend, it takes a village to raise a child.”

Bones-fic. Gen. All about life as doctor aboard the Enterprise, and how it isn't too far removed from being a country doctor. So cute! Prequel to "Birds Do It..."

There are times (when being attacked by Klingons, for example) when life on the Enterprise is a million miles away from McCoy’s country practice. There are other times when it’s exactly the same. [First in chaletian's marvelous Village!verse.]

Sequel.

Sequel to Cut and Fucking Paste

Sequel to 'cut and fucking paste'. I kind of love how crimsonclad writes Kirk as a twelve-year-old girl.

(sequel to "cut and fucking paste") [http://crimsonclad.livejournal.com/129855.html]

He pulls Spock down for one last kiss, a trembling press of lips, and then closes his eyes: ready. (Right before he passes out, though, he remembers-- he never knew his father. His father died when he was a baby and fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck--)

[star trek reboot. pg-13. kirk, spock, scotty; spock/uhura, old trek kirk/spock, kirk/bafflement.] Sequel to "Cut and Fucking Paste." He pulls Spock down for one last kiss, a trembling press of lips, and then closes his eyes: ready. (Right before he passes out, though, he remembers-- he never knew his father. His father died when he was a baby and fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck--)

Sequel to cut and fucking paste. with still no fucking actually-getting-together.

In which Jim continues to struggle with his mindmeld-fueled desire to be "true love destiny and shit" with Spock. OMFG, EVEN BETTER THAN CUT & FUCKING PASTE, I CANNOT BELIEVE IT.

Sequel to Cut and Fucking Paste. (Right before he passes out, though, he remembers-- he never knew his father. His father died when he was a baby and fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck--)

He pulls Spock down for one last kiss, a trembling press of lips, and then closes his eyes: ready. (Right before he passes out, though, he remembers-- he never knew his father. His father died when he was a baby and fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck--) Crackilicious

Vulcans do not grimace, but Spock feels that this is an instance where he wonders about the wisdom of that cultural decision.

Summary: He can't understand why it disturbs him so deeply.

He can't understand why it disturbs him so deeply.

The next time one of these memories erupts from its hiding place is months later, aboard the Enterprise, in the middle of a mildly heated argument with Spock. He's mildly heated and arguing, Spock is being an impeccably logical douchebag and he may be correct, but that doesn't mean he's *right*. Jim could tell him to back down, that's an order, but he can't let go of his desire to convince Spock that he's wrong.

kirk doesn't want what spock prime left in his head. spock takes it away-- but some things are just meant to be. incredibly beautiful piece of fic.

He can't understand why it disturbs him so deeply. Spock feels the effects of Spock Prime's mind-meld.

"God. Just... we're sleeping together," he blurts out. Spock actually blinks. "Lieutenant Uhura would be surprised to hear that." He appears to give the matter a little thought. "Perhaps not entirely surprised." "No! I mean the other you, and the other me from his timeline. Wait. What?"

The first one happens three weeks later, when Kirk is still back at the academy, packing up his dead roommate's belongings. He can't understand why it disturbs him so deeply.

by raphaela667, sulu finds out. cute.

Hikaru Sulu does not gossip

surprise! We're in love!

Hikaru Sulu knows everything, but he didn't know this.

(Coming out fic) Hikaru Sulu does not gossip. He is just present when other people say things about people who are not present, and then he sometimes repeats it to more people who might be interested. He doesn't gossip, because most of it is true.

Hikaru Sulu does not gossip. He is just present when other people say things about people who are not present, and then he sometimes repeats it to more people who might be interested. He doesn't gossip, because most of it is true.

Heeee. Sulu knows everything that's going on in the Enterprise. Well, mostly.

Summary: Hikaru Sulu knows everything, but he didn't know this.

"I cannot predict whether you will survive these injuries on the basis of your surviving past injuries."

Because it is rheanna. What more does a person need to know? *hearts*

I love Gaila. She is fabu. Photosynthesis!

Uhura and Galia, cultural misunderstandings.

Nyota liked her roommate just fine until she met her.

Summary: Nyota liked her roommate just fine until she met her.

When I say Uhura+Gaila, I meant Uhura+Gaila friendship fic. =D

oh my, the first meeting with a new roommate can be FRAUGHT. Uhuru and Gaila, funny and awesome. (Also, Uhuru is in the GLEE CLUB which in a tiny nod to TOS canon that makes me very happy) NOT AN AU.

Nyota liked her roommate just fine, until she met her. (Cultural taboos, friendship, and a side of Spock/Uhura)

"You—you—masticator!" Gaila shrieked, backing away in revulsion. Which was how Nyota discovered that although Orion society had absolutely no taboos about sex, it had a lot of taboos about food and eating, and she'd just broken all of them.

omg, kid!spock

Starfleet first officers did not regress to childhood without at least submitting prior warning to their commanding officers. They'd established that after the whole Pon Farr mess last year. There were rules about Vulcan biology and scaring the hell out of Jim now. This had to be in violation of at least three of them.

Starfleet first officers did not regress to childhood without at least submitting prior warning to their commanding officers. They'd established that after the whole Pon Farr mess last year. There were rules about Vulcan biology and scaring the hell out of Jim now. This had to be in violation of at least three of them. -- De-aged Spock, est. K/S. Funny yet poignant.

Starfleet first officers did not regress to childhood without at least submitting prior warning to their commanding officers. They'd established that after the whole Pon Farr mess last year. There were rules about Vulcan biology and scaring the hell out of Jim now. This had to be in violation of at least three of them. | PG-13 | Humour, Crack, De-Aging

The one where Spock de-ages and Kirk has to take care of him. Wacky, cracky fun times. :))

Summary: Starfleet first officers did not regress to childhood without at least submitting prior warning to their commanding officers. They'd established that after the whole Pon Farr mess last year. There were rules about Vulcan biology and scaring the hell out of Jim now. This had to be in violation of at least three of them.

"Everyone assumes that because I am young I am inexperienced. That anyone can hug me or tell me uncomfortably personal things or ruffle my hair and is all right because I am tiny. Well, I am not that tiny!"

GEN, Chekov. Five times Pavel Chekov hated being the only seventeen-year-old on the Enterprise. Oneshot.

Five times Pavel Chekov hated being the only seventeen-year-old on the Enterprise.

Being protected is not the same as being respected, and what he wants is the latter.

Poor Chekov. No one will let him grow up!

Chekov fic! Filled with awesome!

aww, chekov

What the title says. Short and sweet.

What he’s not thinking about is what comes out of his mouth, but that’s not really unusual.

Jim Kirk saying "sweetheart" to Spock

ST:AOS. Jim brings Spock home to meet Mom. Wonderful and sweet with a lot of great character development.

“I know your son very well. I know that he is most likely to do what he is told not to do,” Spock says, and she sees a flash of humor in his face, but maybe she imagined that, too. “I wondered if it might be in my interest should you hate me on sight.”

“We want to go to New Vulcan,” he says. “While we’re on leave.” He says ‘we’ the way he’d say ‘I’ – as if there’s no point discussing them as two people, as if he and Spock together are a given in any equation. There are so many beautiful images in here, so many quiet observations and lovely moments and so, so much love. I love this vision of Winona.

"“Yes,” Spock says, tightly, and suddenly Jim’s attention isn’t with their small but perpetual family drama. He’s with Spock, entirely, and she catches the moment when Spock looks up at her son and nods, slight enough that she’d never have seen it if she hadn’t been looking for some reaction. Jim nods back, grins a little, and Spock doesn’t smile back. She knows little of Vulcans, but she doesn’t suppose he would." -- Heart-wrenching portrait of Winona Kirk and the love for her son whose life she hasn't been a part of for a long time now.

"When they hit the steel divide between the glass shelving, it was with a carefully calculated force: a mere 15% of what their combined mass and acceleration might produce, a percentage Spock had determined would be in no way detrimental to the structural integrity of the architecture. It was enough, however, to rattle the Bajoran ceramics on the shelves, and that was what aroused Jim."

Rating: NC-17 * Summary: 1,636 words. "When they hit the steel divide between the glass shelving, it was with a carefully calculated force: a mere 15% of what their combined mass and acceleration might produce, a percentage Spock had determined would be in no way detrimental to the structural integrity of the architecture. It was enough, however, to rattle the Bajoran ceramics on the shelves, and that was what aroused Jim."

Oh, loooovely. Excellent Spock perspective-- a little removed, and maybe not completely aware of just how involved he actually is in this situation.

When they hit the steel divide between the glass shelving, it was with a carefully calculated force: a mere 15% of what their combined mass and acceleration might produce, a percentage Spock had determined would be in no way detrimental to the structural integrity of the architecture. It was enough, however, to rattle the Bajoran ceramics on the shelves, and that was what aroused Jim."

As time went by and his data pool widened, Spock had begun to understand how to bring humans to arousal. He had first discovered that it was an entirely unique process for each of them, requiring an entirely unique set of stimuli. Jim did not enjoy being touched inside the hip, as Nyota had. Jim did not enjoy being held. Jim enjoyed force. He enjoyed a coupling much more physically strenuous than Nyota, and he enjoyed being the aggressor. He enjoyed, in what Spock was sure was some hazy, abstract sense, the idea that he was somehow forcing the initiation of the encounter.

How each gives the other what they want

Summary: 1636 words. "When they hit the steel divide between the glass shelving, it was with a carefully calculated force: a mere 15% of what their combined mass and acceleration might produce, a percentage Spock had determined would be in no way detrimental to the structural integrity of the architecture. It was enough, however, to rattle the Bajoran ceramics on the shelves, and that was what aroused Jim."

Title: Barely Perceptible Green Author: [info]woebetidesweets Pairing: Spock/Kirk Rating: NC-17 Disclaimer: Don't own. Summary: 1636 words. "When they hit the steel divide between the glass shelving, it was with a carefully calculated force: a mere 15% of what their combined mass and acceleration might produce, a percentage Spock had determined would be in no way detrimental to the structural integrity of the architecture. It was enough, however, to rattle the Bajoran ceramics on the shelves, and that was what aroused Jim."

The obligatory angry, underaged non-con fic. Also known as, hey, why did Jim drive his step dad's car off a cliff?

Later on he'd never admit this, but his first love was books. Not just the shiny smooth surfaces of reading tablets with their bright, easy contrast screens-- real books with smelly, pulpy pages that felt good under his fingertips.

I didn't think I'd like this, but wow. D:

Star Trek movieverse fic that takes the fanon conjecture of alt!Kirk having been sexually abused and makes it work as a serious story, not an excuse for h/c. It's a painful and very compelling read.

The obligatory angry, underaged non-con fic. Also known as, hey, why did Jim drive his step dad's car off a cliff? Fascinating character study

very believeable and quite sad backstory in explanation to why Jim drove his step dad's car off a cliff

"Oh my God, this shit has developed a narrative thread," Chris marvels.

by rageprufrock. Inspired by both Chris Pine's douchetastic Cosmo Interview (in which he advises prospective girlfriends to admire the size of his penis by saying things like "Baby, I don't have three hands!") and Zachary Quinto's dorktastic photos of himself actually having three hands.

Co-written by Leupagus.) Inspired by both Chris Pine's douchetastic Cosmo Interview (in which he advises prospective girlfriends to admire the size of his penis by saying things like "Baby, I don't have three hands!") and Zachary Quinto's dorktastic photos of himself actually having three hands (... for some Heroes episode? [we really hope so, anyway -- pru]), this fic was created in fits of combined drunkness, insomnia, and work-related psychosis. Anyone who makes a comment along the lines of "but that interview didn't come out until such-and-such a date!" or "Zach didn't wear those awful hats until after the end of the shoot!" will be killed. [aaaaand here you can see the difference between leupagus and me: she actually has notes and disclaimers and shit. -- pru]

Sasha's grin widens. "He's been making a D-face all morning." "What the fuck is a D-face?" Chris asks, and then Zach pauses at the opened door of the makeup trailer and pouts, with sad disappointment, at Chris for what feels like two eternities before he says: "Nice interview," and leaves, spinning with a twist in his hips. "...Oh," Chris says.

CUTEST STORY EVER!!!

I know you (used?) to read bad fan-fic. This is a very-very condensed run-down of the recent Star Trek movie, delivered in one-liners. And pretty damned funny. :^)

Laugh-out-loud take on the film. Brilliant from start to finish. To wit: Never go in against a Vulcan when kink is on the line.

A parody of the newest Star Trek movie, by Sarah Rees Brennan. (aka Mistful in the HP fandom) Mentions of Kirk/Spock, kinda.

SPOCK: You fell victim to one of the classic blunders. Never go in against a Vulcan when kink is on the line.

'KIRK: I'm sorry, I can't hear you over the screams of 'I'm fabulous! I'm fabulous!' IN MY OWN HEAD.'

UHURA: I seem not to be assigned to the Enterprise. Please correct this error. SPOCK: Well, I didn't... UHURA: You know my qualifications. MA in advanced linguistics. PhD in badass. SPOCK: So I'll just be correcting that error, then. UHURA: That's what I thought. SPOCK: It is a perfectly logical decision on my part to be totally whipped.

new Star Trek (2009) movie parody

Very hilarious and has the whole team in it too, which is awesome. Kirk/McCoy, Spock/Uhura, Implied Sulu/CHekov, implied Scotty/right hand

“Women love the captain,” Chekov declares, tugging on one brown curl. Sulu and Uhura appear relieved that he has prevented any more references to Scotty’s lonely stay on Delta Vega, and Spock sympathizes. “Even I know this, back at school. He would have no time! Dr. McCoy is his best friend, not boyfriend.” Sulu cocks his head, his face slowly split by a grin. “Care to make a wager on that?”

We've read this, but I wanted to bookmark it anyway <3

OMG THE CHAIRSEX IS HERE!

“Where has the captain gone?” Chekov glances around, brow furrowed. While he seeks intellectual approval from Spock, he looks up to Kirk as some kind of elder brother whose varied qualities and habits are worthy of emulation. Spock considers this to be an unhealthy fixation, although Uhura says it’s only harmless hero worship – until Kirk’s tutelage leads to Chekov picking up some alien sexually transmitted infection, anyway.

The one where the crew bets on whether or not Bones and Kirk are doing it.

Uhura loses a bet. And there's sex in the captain's chair.

OMG THE CHAIRSEX IS HERE! Kirk/McCoy, Spock/Uhura, implied Sulu/Chekov, implied Scotty/right hand.

Kirk and Bones find out that the Bridge is betting on whether they're together. They (Jim) decide to have fun with it.

Two indecent exposure citations, one best friend, one amazing sex partner, one unexpected mentor, and a Starfleet-funded study of intercultural sexual norms. Sounds like a normal academic year for Gaila.( Gaila, Uhura, Kirk, Spock)

Gaila&Uhura friendship. Gaila learning about sexual norms. Two indecent exposure citations, one best friend, one amazing sex partner, one unexpected mentor, and a Starfleet-funded study of intercultural sexual norms. Sounds like a normal academic year for Gaila.

in which Gaila is AWESOME

"Your course description states that we will learn language and culture, but 87.6% of our class time has focused exclusively on grammar," she prods. Actually, she pulled that percentage out of her ass, but Commander Spock seems to respect numbers that end with decimal points.

Summary: Two indecent exposure citations, one best friend, one amazing sex partner, one unexpected mentor, and a Starfleet-funded study of intercultural sexual norms. Sounds like a normal academic year for Gaila.

Two indecent exposure citations, one best friend, one amazing sex partner, one unexpected mentor, and a Starfleet-funded study of intercultural sexual norms. Sounds like a normal academic year for Gaila.

A series of vignettes tracing the evolution of Kirk and McCoy's relationship over the years. Or, five people are let in on the worst-kept secret in the Federation.

A series of vignettes tracing the evolution of Kirk and McCoy's relationship over the years. Or, five people discover the worst-kept secret in the Federation.

McCoy sighs and stretches, rubbing at his temples. “Oh, hell. It’s not your fault, kid. The damn fool would have done the same for any one of us, or else gotten himself injured in one of a hundred other ways. That's just what he does.” “All the same, I…” He has no wish to make McCoy uncomfortable, but he feels compelled to say these things so he can sleep without remembering the captain's deathly pallor and the doctor's dark, haunted eyes. “I nearly took him from you, and for that I am sorry.” He looks at Chekov for a long, long moment, pursing his lips. “Just ‘ccept th’ ‘pology,” Kirk mumbles. His eyes are still closed. McCoy turns his head to glare down at him. “The peanut gallery can shut the fuck up, since it’s not supposed to be awake yet on account of it *dying* for forty-seven seconds earlier today.” Kirk’s dry lips curve faintly. “Love you too, Bones.” “And you,” McCoy adds, now leveling his glare at Chekov, “I don’t want to see your ass on the bridge for two days, you hear?”

“The peanut gallery can shut the fuck up, since it’s not supposed to be awake yet on account of it dying for forty-seven seconds earlier today.” Kirk’s dry lips curve faintly. “Love you too, Bones.”

Summary: He prods the foliage to his left, which reacts in surprise by flinging pollen everywhere, and the air is suddenly ever so slightly more yellow than before. Which he figures, in hindsight, probably wasn't the best idea. **||** [2.908 words] I'd love to see the fall out from this after they're rescued! This fic itself is hilarious (damned space pollen!)

Spock will have something to say about his being compromised by foliage, something involving long words, and maybe percentages, and that special sort of sneering that isn't actually sneering but's as good as. And eyebrows that judge him. Oh the eyebrows are good at judging him.

Until Jim's fingers sliding down the back of his neck, a long, smooth line of too-hot skin. And he can't quite help it when his nails drag there, catch in the ends of his hair, and Spock's face does something complicated, and obvious, and there's a noise, a low surprised breathless noise, and-. Oh. Spock's head has tipped back ever so slowly, weight on his fingers, and his mouth is open, just a little, just enough. Yes, fuck yes, Jim wants that. It crushes every other thought, every dizzy confused contemplation of the colour yellow, and perfection and warmth, everything else is gone and he wants that.

Summary: He prods the foliage to his left, which reacts in surprise by flinging pollen everywhere, and the air is suddenly ever so slightly more yellow than before. Which he figures, in hindsight, probably wasn't the best idea. Sex!pollen fic.

Summary: He prods the foliage to his left, which reacts in surprise by flinging pollen everywhere, and the air is suddenly ever so slightly more yellow than before. Which he figures, in hindsight, probably wasn't the best idea. Notes: This fic is everything sex pollen fic should be. Off balance and immediate, beautifully written, and with the perfect balance of hot and snarky.

He prods the foliage to his left, which reacts in surprise by flinging pollen everywhere, and the air is suddenly ever so slightly more yellow than before. Which he figures, in hindsight, probably wasn't the best idea.

He prods the foliage to his left, which reacts in surprise by flinging pollen everywhere, and the air is suddenly ever so slightly more yellow than before.

Jim dubs it 'Planet Yellow.' Sex pollen fic. HOT.

OMG A BLACK GIRL! Zoe Saldana is a major character in a summer action sci-fi blockbuster. OMG A BLACK GIRL! She is ambitious and intelligent and clever without being a caricature. OMG A BLACK GIRL! She is not forced into asexuality by the inexplicable disinterest of every male character. OMG A BLACK GIRL! She is one half of the principle romance. OMG A BLACK GIRL! She is in love with and desired, romanced, and loved by one of the most iconic figures, not just in all of nerdom, but in all of popular culture. OMG. A black girl is fucking Spock. Nyota Uhura is not a white girl. Her just being there is still worthy of a fuckton of notice. This, right here, is one of the biggest coups in media representation that I've seen in my entire lifetime. Goggle adjustments may be in order. Just saying.

My essay on Nyota Uhura in STXI and holding women of color to white feminist standards.

Nyota Uhura is a black girl and there is no angle from which her actually being allowed to have consensual sexuality, being desired, and being loved (in addition to having her job and intellect, no less) is a fundamental downgrade from what she had before.

"Uhura being single in TOS was not empowering. She was single because the male leads were all white and as a black woman she was less of a person than them, she was less of a person than a white woman, and the fact that this serendipitously ended up meaning that she didn't have to spend all of her time mooning pathetically after dismissive men does not make that any more acceptable."

"Now, in general, I don't like the idea that because a female character has a love interest that is all she is and/or that she is automatically reduced by it. It's not that I don't want female characters to have as wide a range of roles in the story as male ones because I absolutely do. It's that, inkeeping with that, I don't feel the need to restrict or limit female characters any more than they already are. Saying that a female character can't be a strong character if she's in a romance is just as shitty as various alternatives."

A reminder of why Uhura and Spock's romance in XI is just so incredibly awesome...and why the way Uhura is portrayed is one of the best things to happen to mainstream media ever. As one parody/recap says, Uhura has an "MA in Advanced Linguistics, PhD in Badass", and she is all that and so much more.

Meta: Why Uhura being in a relationship in STR is noteworthy.

Simply put: Nyota Uhura is not a white girl.

He is four years old. His father is dead, his father’s people glad to be rid of the traitor. He has only his mother and his mind, and both seem liable to break.

AU: Spock was raised on Earth with no Vulcan influence in his life. [Warning: character death (Sarek) prior to the start of the story]

AU: Spock was raised on Earth with no Vulcan influence in his life

Spock was raised on Earth with no Vulcan influence in his life

kirk/spock, r, corpus_invictus

"AU: Spock was raised on Earth with no Vulcan influence in his life."

Summary: "AU: Spock was raised on Earth with no Vulcan influence in his life."

Spock was raised on Earth with no Vulcan influence in his life.

Summary: Vulcans don't do touching.

keelywolfe

The word that has been haunting him lately, of which Vulcan has no approximation, is seduction. Intellectually, he knows what it means, in terms of a sexual relationship. It is an enticement, a tease, and he understands it. Intellectually.

Vulcans don't do touching.

Spock ponders the meaning of seduction as he deals with his Captain's touches.

The word that has been haunting him lately, of which Vulcan has no approximation, is seduction.

The first time Jim's bare fingers brushed the back of his neck, absently, it was like an electric shock, the sharp taste of azure through his mind was indescribable, emotion that was not his own assaulting his mental shields and the mind touch of James Kirk was both fascinating and brief. [Even more skeptical, but also, telepathy kink. *_*]

The issue at hand, so to speak, is the touching. Kirk is, as they say, a touchy kind of man, a slap on the shoulder, a punch on the arm. He has gotten into the habit of touching Spock in the fond manner of a Human and yet, he doesn't comprehend Vulcan physiology, does not translate Spock's reactions into a form that that he understands. The first time Jim's bare fingers brushed the back of his neck, absently, it was like an electric shock, the sharp taste of azure through his mind was indescribable, emotion that was not his own assaulting his mental shields and the mind touch of James Kirk was both fascinating and brief. His captain moved away before Spock had lost his tenuous control and he had managed to answer Kirk's question with no indication of what had just happened.

Vulcans don't do casual touching. James Kirk does though.

oxoniensis's Star Trek crossover story.

(or Six Characters Who Didn't Board the USS Enterprise)

Crazy random crossover fic ftw! Featuring Star Trek: Reboot, plus guests from Merlin, Stargate Atlantis, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, Supernatural, and Harry Potter (but that last one is kind of a stretch)

Fandoms: Star Trek: reboot, plus guests from Merlin, Stargate Atlantis, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, Supernatural, and Harry Potter Characters: James T. Kirk, ensemble, Arthur Pendragon, Rodney McKay, Cameron Phillips, Sam and Dean Winchester, and Vanessa.

Jim's been taking fencing lessons from Sulu for over a month when Arthur Pendragon comes on board.

self-explanatory! (guests from Merlin, Stargate Atlantis, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, Supernatural, and Harry Potter)

:)

or Six Characters Who Didn't Board the USS Enterprise

Title: a fucking space opera (or Six Characters Who Didn't Board the USS Enterprise) Fandoms: Star Trek: reboot, plus guests from Merlin, Stargate Atlantis, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, Supernatural, and Harry Potter Characters: James T. Kirk, ensemble, Arthur Pendragon, Rodney McKay, Cameron Phillips, Sam and Dean Winchester, and Vanessa. Rating: PG-13 Word count: 3,169 words Beta: Thanks to the wonderful [info]littledrop for encouraging and being my Trek expert. Notes: For [info]such_heights and [info]undeny, even though I abused their prompts horribly.

"When you were a child," Sarek finally said, looking older than Spock had ever seen him, "you would disappear into the mountains for days. It would worry your mother. When you returned, I would punish you, and you always endured it. But it did not prevent you from returning to the mountains."

Spock had no opportunity to address Nyota in private until 16.8 hours after their return to San Francisco.

If he were to die in this attempt, there would be no other opportunity to reassure her as to the depth of his affection for her, and that her actions had neither been unwise, nor unwelcome. Therefore, he could not remain silent.

"To the stars." The beauty and difficulty and solidity of Spock and Uhura's relationship, post-movie. Leaves me smiling. [lj]

more Uhura/Spock. *loves*

But the last thought he'd had before the world around him exploded with light was that he promised to return to her. He wished to keep his promise.

Both pre- and post-movie; Spock and Uhura's relationship sparks, develops. Really nice.

long, thoughtful, and thorough telling of the growth Spock and Uhura's relationship from Spock's perspective, during and following the events of the movie. rich with detail about things previously only hinted at; this is precisely how I imagine them to be.

A sort of missing scenes fic for the movie with Spock and Uhura - very nice, and has both of them acting like intelligent grownups - win!

missing scenes

Pretty much what it says on the tin.

First contact diplomacy was one thing, but Jim was having a hard time figuring out how to start the conversation without saying, "So you're a drug-addicted messianic cult dedicated to drinking your own distilled urine so your descendants generations down the road can grow palm trees. How's that working out for you?" [Planets visited: Arrakis (from Frank Herbert's Dune), LV-426 (from Alien), Tatooine (from Star Wars), Discworld (from Terry Pratchett's Discworld series), and Gallifrey (from Doctor Who).]

Summary: "So you're a drug-addicted messianic cult dedicated to drinking your own distilled urine so your descendants generations down the road can grow palm trees. How's that working out for you?"

First contact diplomacy was one thing, but Jim was having a hard time figuring out how to start the conversation without saying, "So you're a drug-addicted messianic cult dedicated to drinking your own distilled urine so your descendants generations down the road can grow palm trees. How's that working out for you?"

"So you're a drug-addicted messianic cult dedicated to drinking your own distilled urine so your descendants generations down the road can grow palm trees. How's that working out for you?"

Star Wars! Dune! and some others. <3

OH MY GOD GALLIFREY. :'(

five hypothetical visits to planets from other sci-fi universes. see if you can guess which.

"While it is highly improbable, due to fundamental gravitational interactions, for a stable planetary body to take the shape of a finite convex disc rather than the more common oblate spheroid, it is not physically impossible for the accretionary process to create--"

"Mr Kirk," says the poor bastard assigned to teach Basic Principles of Vulcan. Jim wonders what he did. Teaching human cadets to say "My name is Bob" in Vulcan has to be the worst thing that one Vulcan could think of to do to another. "A word with you in my office." star trek big bang Jim grimaces but stands up. "Yes, Commander Sakel," he says.

marvellous jim gen, post-tarsus iv. in which a vulcan from the kelvin teaches jim vulcan, and then jim has to lie about it in order to not get sucked into xenolinguistics. pre- and post-movie interspersed. amazingly done.

An enjoyable and interesting story about Jim's relationship with an OC mentor. It reminds me of what I like best in Snape mentors Harry fic, and the OC is really wonderful. Jim is his assholish, grating self in this fic, but I can stand him because of his friendships with the OC and McCoy. Lots of clever and surprising details in this fic, great Vulcan world building with some fun with the star trek "one culture per planet" cliche. The strong local Portland flavor is nice, but the Anglo American culture = Earth thing annoyed me a bit, even if it is canon and even if it makes perfect sense in the story structure, and even if it is a funny ivory tower joke. I suppose this fic is just too awesome and wonderful for a tiny niggling detail not to stand out. Oh, and it makes me so happy that Jim's queerness is a source of unproblematic joy in his otherwise messed up life. Background canon het (very cute) and strong canon subtext made text. Good, realistic university atmosphere.

It really does take a village to raise a Jim.

It's just written beautifully. I love the way it builds, I love the format, its just... guh.

It really does take a village to raise a Jim

It really does take a village to raise a Jim. (Awesome Vulcan mentor/father figure, Smart Jim, Tarsus IV, Kid!Jim, Kirk/McCoy/Spock/Uhura-Friendship, and Jim being able to speak Vulcan. Really amazing story!)

My favorite

Kirk is captured and given sex drugs. McCoy lends a hand, but Kirk doesn't remember afterwards.

Kirk is captured! There's sex drugs! And then it all gets complicated.

Kirk is an alien love slave! he lives in an alien love cave! He massages their backes, as he does their taxes!

Clothes, clothes were hard. Kirk's uniform was full of hidden buttons and zippers to give him that freshly starched look, so he concentrated on McCoy's uniform. He damned near ripped it to get it off. Then there was skin, wonderful skin over strong muscles, pressed tight against his own. Kirk didn't care how wantonly he was moaning, didn't care if the whole ship could hear him.

Kirk adjusted the thin, shiny material that barely covered his ass and hoped his crew came to rescue him soon.

Star Trek TOS corsets for sale, 200 USD. Wow, who would have thought of that.

oh my goodness! then you'd be ready for your date night with picard...!

This corset is designed after the Star Trek: Next Generation jumpsuits. The fabric was cut in the asymmetrical design and then pieced together. Inside the corse...

WORDS: 2758 A chronological list compiled by First Officer Spock.

as the title says

Of course Spock would compile a list of t hings Jim's allowed to do, cause list are tp Spock as pushing boundaries are to Jim.

exactly what it sounds like

1- he is allowed to initiate a kiss on the mouth.

It was a sudden move - illogical and unpredictable, as it always was. He had gone to the captain's quarters without knowing what he was getting himself into, apparently, and while he had only expected to have a little companionship in his suddenly-empty evenings, he did not expect this. Star Trek Reboot, Kirk/Spock. R.

12- he is allowed to speak of illogical, unimportant matters, on the condition that he does not expect and will not receive a response. he is not, however, allowed to attempt to produce musical sounds using his vocal chords. this activity will always result in his untimely expurgation from the first officer's quarters, or even his own.

See title. XD

What it says on the label.

In relation to this fic, because someone asked for a list and I had way too much fun thinking about it. Also, jesuschrist fluff. I am full of sap. Sequel to Spiccato

In relation to "Spiccato"

Sequel to It Takes A Village. Jim tries to give Chekov ‘The Talk’; it turns out to be far more difficult than he imagined.

“It’ll be a piece of cake,” Jim tells Bones confidently. Chekov’s nearly eighteen, after all, and he’s spent the last few years at Starfleet Academy. Jim knows Starfleet Academy. There’s no way that kid doesn’t know the facts of life. He’s pretty sure this is Bones’s idea of a prank. But whatever, the Academy didn’t exactly cover ‘giving your navigator the talk’; Jim assumes it falls under the concept of ‘pastoral care’, which always seemed to him the least interesting part of being a Starfleet captain.

Jim tries to give Chekov ‘The Talk’; it turns out to be far more difficult than he imagined.

“I am not child, Keptin. Babies are brought by bears; everyone knows this.”

The birds and the bees talk.... (It Takes a Village 'verse).

Summary: Sequel to It Takes A Village. Jim tries to give Chekov ‘The Talk’; it turns out to be far more difficult than he imagined. [Part 2 of the Village-verse.]

Village!verse 2: Jim tries to give Chekov ‘The Talk’; it turns out to be far more difficult than he imagined.

Sequel to "It Takes A Village". Jim tries to give Chekov ‘The Talk’; it turns out to be far more difficult than he imagined.

Chekov’s just staring at him. “How… babies… are made?” he says, his tone distinctly dubious. He mimes rocking a baby. “Babies – yes?” / Jim points and grins. “Exactly. You know how that works. What am I talking about? Of course you do.” / “Of course,” says Chekov. “I am not child, Keptin. Babies are brought by bears; everyone knows this.”

on @current Starship Enterprise destroyed by the Death Star http://tinyurl.com/qjy4om [from http://twitter.com/oonceoonce/statuses/1741632760]

How did they do that? The Death Star Destroys the Starship Enterprise // Current http://ow.ly/5POq [from http://twitter.com/10minuteexpert/statuses/1739829778]

Death Star meets the Enterprise - boo-yah! http://bit.ly/ml8mL [from http://twitter.com/dcouvering/statuses/1775187390]

Chet

KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN

how many times people type khan.

How long do most people hold down the 'a' key for anyway?

KIRK/MCCOY RECS

SOME OTHER SHORTER FICS:

"Jim Kirk can wait for a good thing, if he has to." Lovely.

Jim Kirk can wait for a good thing, if he has to.

Summary: Jim Kirk can wait for a good thing, if he has to.

For the first time, Jim was exactly where he wanted to be. Every reason to wait and forget was gone, every barrier pushed away. He forged ahead, thrusters on full.

rating: FRM summary: Jim Kirk can wait for a good thing, if he has to. why: Sometimes, waiting is a very good thing.

Jim Kirk can wait for a good thing, if he has to

In which they're worth the wait. D'awwwwwww.

At the end of the movie, the older Spock did not seek out his younger self and encourage him to stay on the Enterprise. It falls to Jim to convince him. This is how he does it. In other words, how to outfox a fox, when the fox is a Vulcan.*

AU. At the end of the movie, the older Spock did not seek out his younger self and encourage him to stay on the Enterprise. It falls to Jim to convince him. This is how he does it.

I have a definite hard-on for Kirk/Spock verbal sparring. THIS IS AWESOME.

At the end of the movie, the older Spock did not seek out his younger self and encourage him to stay on the Enterprise. It falls to Jim to convince him. This is how he does it.

"At the end of the movie, the older Spock did not seek out his younger self and encourage him to stay on the Enterprise. It falls to Jim to convince him. This is how he does it. "

“What do you mean you’re resigning?” “I believe my meaning was quite clear, Captain.” “No, I’m pretty sure I must have space dust in my ears, because I could swear that I just heard you tell me you’re leaving this ship. As in, permanently. As in, you might want to start explaining now before I call security and have you marched down to sickbay ASAP for physical and psychological examination.”

“What do you mean you’re resigning?” “I believe my meaning was quite clear, Captain.” “No, I’m pretty sure I must have space dust in my ears, because I could swear that I just heard you tell me you’re leaving this ship. As in, permanently. As in, you might want to start explaining now before I call security and have you marched down to sickbay ASAP for physical and psychological examination.” Spock, currently in the process of packing his single Starfleet-issue luggage carrier, furrowed his eyebrows at his commanding officer in a typical Vulcan frown. He was dressed in science blues, hunched over a small dresser in the corner of his quarters, which were nearly half empty of all his personal belongings, the other half strewn in slight disarray across the room’s small side-table. Jim, staring at him from the mesh divider between the sleeping alcove and the office area, tried not to be lured into looking around him with anything approaching obsessively disturbing interest.

Summary: AU. At the end of the movie, the older Spock did not seek out his younger self and encourage him to stay on the Enterprise. It falls to Jim to convince him. This is how he does it. / In other words, how to outfox a fox, when the fox is a Vulcan. **||** [4.461 words] Spock (the younger) is about to learn that Jim Kirk, when properly motivated, can be alarmingly logical.

The one where Jim has to convince Spock to join the Enterprise because Spock!prime won't. 4,461 words.

startrekreboot gen recommended

It's eighteen months into their five year mission that Jim finally, really asks the question. Alternately, see title.

I love this Kirk. And Spock makes me smile.

“So…” Jim begins, dragging out the vowel sound. “She just walked up to you and said, ‘Let’s be in a relationship’ and you just went, ‘Yeah, okay. Sure.’”

“I am half-Vulcan, Jim, not half-dead.”

For his part, Jim has absolutely no idea what to say to that other than a protest that there had to be some really important (likely sexy) stuff left out in the middle there.

does what it says on the tin

Kirk asks Spock how he and Uhura got together. Fluffy fun.

It is eighteen months into their five year mission and over a game of tri-d chess that Jim finally, really asks his first officer the question that has burned in his mind ever since the veritably world-shaking events that demanded it be posed. "Spock, seriously. You and Uhura. How did that happen?"

cuuute. love kirk's mind imploding over imaginary uhura seduction scenes - apple! - and that she started it, with a written argument. sweet. shewhohathapen: Star Trek: AOS //

“I am half-Vulcan, Jim, not half-dead.” :D

It's eighteen months into their five year mission that Jim finally, really asks the question.

Totally serious - a little mad but interesting

A history of the gruff but surprisingly sophisticated invented language and the people who speak it.

The closest thing to 'hello' in the Klingon language is 'What do you want?' Awesome. http://bit.ly/LPtZS [from http://twitter.com/ellaminnowpea/statuses/1803100377]

Rip off Video

mucking about with language

Linguists have been trying to explain for over a century—ever since a cultural anthropologist first published with the intent to connect differences in culture with differences in language by examining the roots—that the Inuit people of North America do not in fact have an inordinately large number of words for frozen precipitation.

Vulcans have no word for "lover".

she hopes he can taste what she can never find words to say.

A delightful poetic story dealing with linguistics. This is actually Spock/Uhura, but it souldn't bother anyone.

With every touch of her hands to his face, her fingers tracing the curve of his cheek and jaw, she draws a map of the uncharted lands between them so he might find a home in the circle of her arms.

There are no words for this. It cannot be contained by ink on paper or sounds carried by the wind.

There are at least five different words Uhura has identified in both Modern Vulcan written and spoken language for spouse (bond-mate, joined-but-chaste, joined-but-parted, joined-never-parted, parent-of-my-offspring), and four for friend (companion, secret-keeper, friendship-like-kinship, and friendship-closer-than-kinship). There are Old High Vulcan endearments (half-of-my-heart/soul/being) that she has never heard spoken—and most likely never will, the embracing of the teachings of Surak changing the language of Vulcan even as it changed her people. But there is no word for someone with whom one has an intimate, physical relationship outside of marriage.

check at home

turn your desktop into a star trek computer monitor

Reader momoses' desktop is the answer to an often-requested customization—turning his Mac desktop into a lookalike for the computer display in Star Trek: The Next Generation.

Speaking in Tongues Spock/Uhura, pre-movie. "The first time she earns one of Commander Spock's rare smiles, she knows she's chosen the right path." And sequel: The Seven Year Itch Spock/Uhura, pre-movie. Pon farr.

Rating/Classification: R, Spock/Uhura, sexual content (pon farr alert!), a few dirty words, pre-movie

Hooooooooooot. I am constantly amazed that something like Pon Farr is actually canon. A short piece that is half-porn, half-hilarious, and all great. I loved Uhura's voice in this.

Summary: It's only within the confines of the lab, or Spock's quarters, that they allow themselves to experiment, to act and react. Notes: The pon farr-focused sequel to Speaking in Tongues, full of warmth and intimacy. I fell into the story easily and felt happily satisfied by the end.

Oh, Spock, she thinks. You gorgeous, wonderful, idiotic meathead of a Vulcan.

It's only within the confines of the lab, or Spock's quarters, that they allow themselves to experiment, to act and react. Sequel to "Speaking in Tongues"

"No," she tells him again. "I am not going anywhere. You need me, and I will stay for you. For *whatever* you need."

It's only within the confines of the lab, or Spock's quarters, that they allow themselves to experiment, to act and react.

"It's only within the confines of the lab, or Spock's quarters, that they allow themselves to experiment, to act and react." Companion to "Speaking in Tongues," followed by "Reason and Rhyme."

Elementary logic leads to an obvious conclusion.

In which Spock and Uhura trade logic and poetry

Pre-movie fic, Spock runs into Uhura in a bookstore. Cute and fun.

spock observes stuf, uhura checks mates him and he misses his bus stop. impeccably hot.

Summary: Elementary logic leads to an obvious conclusion.

Title: in her aspect and her eyes Author: Livia Fandom: Star Trek 2009 Characters: Spock, Uhura Rating: G Word count: 2100 Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. Summary: Elementary logic leads to an obvious conclusion.

Elementary logic leads to an obvious conclusion. Smart and witty dialogue, excellent characterizations.

He was struck with a sudden, illogical awareness of the fact that he was standing in a dead-end aisle, with no available avenue of retreat, and moreover that he would be trapped here until Lieutenant Uhura chose to stand aside and allow him to pass.

Elementary logic leads to an obvious conclusion. Spock/Uhura

The layout of the Old Downtown bookstore recommended to Spock by Admiral Hernandez was highly inefficient.

Uhura and Spock meet cute in a bookstore, and Uhura wows Spock with her awesomeness, OF COURSE.

summary: The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. "Quinto Mad Libs," Cho says. "My date was: mean adjective, meaner adjective, devastating five-syllable mean adjective."

by dorkorific (R) The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. "Quinto Mad Libs," Cho says. "My date was: mean adjective, meaner adjective, devastating five-syllable mean adjective."

highly rec'd chris pine/zaquinto fic.

The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. "Quinto Mad Libs," Cho says. "My date was: mean adjective, meaner adjective, devastating five-syllable mean adjective."

The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. / A-MA-ZING. IDEK WHAT TO SAY ABOUT THIS OTHER THAN AMAZING FANTASTIC GORGEOUS.

Nice Trek RPS fic with great banter

Best. RPF. Ever.

The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. / A-MA-ZING. IDEK WHAT TO SAY ABOUT THIS OTHER THAN AMAZING FANTASTIC GORGEOUS. the pinto banter was legit perfection. i will admit the quinto characterization was a little off for me, but the whole story itself makes up for it, completely.

The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker (17,000 words). / okay, so this one had everything from humor to smut to heartwarming romance--a must read. Plus, there's bonus Leonard Nemoy sharing a bad date story.