Cute Chekov Confessions

Just a place for you to drop off your cute Chekov stuff.

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Chekov: What's your biggest fear?

Uhura: Being forgotten.

Chekov: Damn that's deep.

Chekov: Mine's clowns but I feel kinda stupid about it now.

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Chekov: I keep cursing in ice cream flavors and Uhura has told me to stop. But, I'm still doing it.

Sulu: How do you curse in ice cream flavors?

Chekov: What the mint chocolate chip did you say to me punk? I’ll kick your rocky road and then punch the ever loving strawberry cheesecake out of you!

Sulu: That was beautiful.

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Chekov: I tried forming a gang once, but it turned into a book club.

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Part 17

Chekov, drugged in medbay: Vulcans must be plants. They are green and live on a very sunny planet.

Bones: You're ridiculous.

Chekov, panicking: OMG did anyone water Spock today!?

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That’s so cool. I wish I could learn a second language, but I just can’t do it. ~ Zoe =-) 

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End of Hiatus !!

Hi guys! I’m so sorry about my recent hiatus. This spring semester has been keeping me really busy and the homework never seems to end lol. Also this is my first semester as an initiated sister of my sorority so that has also taken up a lot of my time and I got a volunteer position at the company I hope to get a job at one day. But, as of right now things are starting to slow down so I have decided to come back so keep sending in your confecctions. =-)

~Zoe

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is this blog still running?

Yes. I’ve just been really busy with the holidays and school lately. Sorry about the impromptu hiatus. 

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Imagine You and Chekov snuggling for hours.

Chekov: " I wove you so much (Y/N)." (Y/N):" I love you too." Chekov: " Please don't ewer leave." (Y/N): " I don't think that would be a problem."

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Chekov Fanfiction

Guys if you know of any good Chekov fanfiction please submit it to me. I’m on a fanfiction kick and I want to have more fanfiction on this blog.

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I can totally see Chekov being a huge Sherlock Holmes fan and completely nerding out over it because he’s that adorable lol. ~Zoe =-)

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Hey Guys!

Sorry for going MIA for a while but I’m back so keep submitting your confessions. =-)

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In case you guys are wondering, the 50th Anniversary Star Trek bears at Build-a-Bear have went on sale.

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OMG he’s adorable!!! Thanks for this idea! <3 ~Zoe

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Interesting ship. I approve. <3 ~Zoe =-)

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800 FOLLOWERS!!!!!

You guys are awesome!!!

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Waltz (Chekov x Cook!Reader)

Real Title: Dmitri Shostakovich - Waltz No. 2 (Cook!Reader) Listen to: youtu.be/mmCnQDUSO4I ------------------------- ------------------------- ------------------------- It was just another day on the Starship Enterprise and as usual, the head cook Y/n Braginsky was cooking up a storm for the most important staff... and her secret crush. Being the only Russian on the ship might have been lonely if not for Chekov. As the girl wiped some flour from her forehead, she noticed in the corner of the room was a mixtape from her brother. Before she had left he and her sisters had given her many gifts. She chucked at note attached as she put it into her old fashioned radio. It read: "Have fun подсолнечник. Be safe." "Of course Big Brother... lets see what you have for me to listen to."  As soon as the song came on a small smile was spread across her face. This had been her favorite song growing up. Passed down through their family he had always played it during dance lessons. As she danced along in the kitchen with her invisible partner, the sound of someone entering didn't meet her ears as she danced around the private kitchen, still cooking for the crew.  ------------------------- ------------------------- Chekov was hungry. He had fallen asleep early last night so he never got a chance to have any food from his favorite cook on the entire ship. Y/n Braginsky, the only other Russian on the entire ship AND his crush. He pursed his lips as he headed towards her kitchen. Crush seemed like such a childish word; yet it wasn't quite love yet. That wasn't how things worked. When Pavel approached the room, he picked up the sound of music. It was a song he had heard before so obviously his interest was peaked. He remembered that it was a waltz song preformed by a very old Russian composer. He opened the door to see that Y/n was dancing the waltz perfectly, every step and move made his heart flutter. She looked like an angel to him. He certainly didn't want to interrupt her so he stood for a moment, watching her in pure bliss. In a moment she turned to face him and suddenly let out a string of colorful curses in Russian. She giggled nervously and paused the music. "привет Mr. Chekov. What could be bringing you here to my kitchen?"  Her heart beat even faster as he gave her a sly smile "I vas just on my way to get some food but it seems that i've found something far more desirable." "извинения c-comrade. I'll finish that right-" His pale hand gripped hers tightly and he spun her to face him. "нет. Maybe we should finish the dance first да возлюбленная?" She barely squeaked out an agreement as they got into position. She reached a hand out a blindly put the song back on, allowing him to lead her in what might've been the most perfect waltz of her life. When they finished she was breathless (figuratively) and looked up at him with e/c doe eyes that shone with admiration. "Chekov that was-" "Please Y/n, just call me Pavel." "That was amazing Pavel... would you- want to do that again?" His flushed face grinned playfully "Are you asking me on a date?" She huffed lightly and hugged him, burring her face in his chest. "да dummy. So?" "... да" Chekov kissed her on the forehead and pressed replay. "Dance with me again."