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@spirkmcchekovstuff-blog
Jim: Commander, did you know of an old Earth tradition — the kiss of lovers under mistletoe?
Spock: ...
Jim: It's funny that I tell you this when we have a mistletoe over us, isn't it?
Spock: You really think I'm gonna buy this for the tenth time in a day???
Leonard: Why are you so gloomy?
Pavel: I'm not talking to you.
Leonard: You know you're already talking to me when you say that?
Pavel: If I say I'm not talking to you, it doesn't mean I'm talking to you, I'm just contacting the fact that I'm not talking to you.
*wrapping his hands around Leonard's neck, gently presses his head to the chest of his beloved*
Leonard: And what are you doing now?
Pavel: I continue to be offended by you.
Jim: loses his shirt as per usual
Spock: suddenly I can’t think of anything else but kissin that fuckinf boy. Sweet surak be dammed look at him 👀
*Jim and Spock on a date*
Spock: You don’t fit in with the vulcan ideals of beauty, but I still find you very attractive, even though it is illogical.
Jim: Oh. Wow. I don’t know what to say.
*Bones gets up from the next table, takes off his glasses and throws out a newspaper*: And that’s it? Your “emotionless always serious boyfriend” tells you that, and you’re just…I’m very disappointed, very.
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Jim didn’t know how he managed to drag Spock out to a legitimate date. All he knew was that they’d taken shore leave on Star Base 47, and were currently in one of those old-fashioned diners that 21st century humans successfully romanticized. Just being here made Jim have a faint yet steady rose blush on his cheeks, highlighting the sun-kissed skin and golden hair. Spock had ordered himself a mug of tea and a croissant, and had ordered Jim a mug of coffee, and a full American breakfast (scrambled eggs, sausage, hash browns, and toast), which made James’ order get caught in his throat, turning a deeper shade of red.
Spock smirked vaguely at James, bringing the fresh mug of tea (green tea, by the smell of it), having obviously taken notice to it.
“Jim,” He said, voice monotone and simple. “You don’t fit the Vulcan ideals of beauty, but I still find you very attractive, even though it is illogical.” Jim felt his heart soar, and he smiled, smitten.
“Oh,” He said, trying to ignore the higher pitch his voice had taken on. “Wow… I don’t-I don’t know what to say.” He laughed softly, rubbing the back of his neck, smiling brightly. Just as Spock went to speak, a loud and unmistakable Southern accent boomed throughout the room.
“Goddammit, Jim!” A man stood up and took off sunglasses, the face a thoroughly unimpressed Doctor Leonard McCoy made itself apparent. “And, what, that’s it?! Jim, I’ve listened to you whine about your ‘emotionless, always serious boyfriend’ being so adverse to human pet names and human affection and then he goes and tells you that, the damn closest thing you’ll probably ever get to it, and you’re just-” Leonard pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing. “I’m disappointed in you. Very.” He grabbed his glasses, newspaper, and coffee, then relocated to the other side of the room, grumbling under his breath.
“Whine?” Spock asked, lifting an eyebrow in Jim’s direction. “James, I was unaware that I was whine worthy. I was under the impression that we were rather physical. Is that not the case?” Jim gave a long-suffering sigh, the flush in his cheeks draining away.
“We are, in the Vulcan sense. But in the human sense… we could be mistaken for good friends. Not everyone understands your compliments.” Myself included, Jim thinks, but keeps it to himself.
“I see,” Spock hummed, seemingly unperturbed at this. “Then the only logical choice to disprove this, yes?” Jim’s breath stilled, suddenly very curious to what Spock would do. The human’s hyper imagination began to envision spontaneous and extreme acts of love, but Spock barely moved. He simply reached across the table and took Jim’s hand, gingerly. Jim smiled faintly, enamored. Spock seemed happy with this reaction, and lifted his mug with his free hand, immediately going into deep conversation about a new mathematical breakthrough he’d recently had, writing it out on a napkin to show his lover, as Jim listened intently and stared with loving eyes.
Vulcan boyfriends were decidedly not horrible at affection.
please don't stop writing.
it's just wonderful, I read it a few times a day and I can't stop smiling.
thank you very much💙
Let's just imagine the first months Bones and Pasha's relationship, full of awkwardness because of the strong love they tried to hide from themselves.
Let's just imagine, that Joanna was on vacation with dad at work. One evening, Pasha comes to mind with an idea to make soap bubbles for her, by which she could change the shape because they don't burst, and he's been doing it for days.
After the presentation of the gift, Chekov assures Leonard that they are absolutely safe and hypoallergenic for Joan.
Leonard, moved by such an act, asks his daughter what to say, hinting at the magic word "thank you".
That's just what says Joan, from a pure heart and childlike wonder that made Pasha and Leonard feel the burning cheeks of embarrassment:
- How soon will you be my second dad?
Jim, during sex: you’re the most unemotional person I’ve ever met
Spock: *orgasms*
*Mccoy calling Spock on the communicator* There's one thing we have to discuss. You're hard to hear because of the smacking sounds. You're not alone?
Spock: I'm with the captain.
Mccoy: Is he eating something again?
Spock: It's not right to call it a meal, so no.
Mccoy: What the hell is he doing?
Spock: It would be rude if I said it out loud.
Mccoy: What do you mean?
Spock: I think many earthlings think it's dirty, ugly, and kind of nasty.
Mccoy: Let's check. Are you next to each other and all alone with one of you doing something dirty?
Spock: Yes, you heard me right.
Mccoy: Contact me after you're done and next time just fucking warn me.
Jim: Wait, Bones, that's not what you mean. You misunderstood. I'm chewing gum. I have gum in my mouth.
Leonard: We're staying in bed all day.
Pavel: Because we didn't get much sleep last night and we can't work?
Leonard: No, because we're both too lazy to get up and make the bed.
Pavel: That's not a good reason-
Leonard: Okay, I'm just fucking sick of seeing you for a few hours a week and I fucking miss you. I want to spend more time with you, but there's always something going on on on this fucking ship. Also, to be honest, with the bags under your eyes, you look terrible.
Pavel: I agree.
Spock: Dr. McCoy, you have to come with me. This is very important and requires your immediate intervention.
Mccoy: What's wrong again?
Spock: I insist you cancel the captain's diet.
Mccoy: And I've been working on it for days, so no way. He has a balanced, complete diet, which will keep him in great physical shape and correct health.
Spock: I understand and fully support, but there is one thing a nuisance and it not can not affect my reflections about the need for restrictions in a certain food captain.
Mccoy: I don't have time for this right now.
Spock: Jim bit me three times in one night.
Mccoy: So that's the thing. I'm giving you a rabies shot and you're leaving me alone, okay?
Spock: Okay.
Mccoy: Spock, the green-eared goblin, sometimes you act like a jerk and I hate you.
*someone* Yes, he's such a weirdo.
Mccoy: Say it again, and I'll cut your tongue out
Mccoy: Jim, what the hell? I've been waiting an hour.
Jim: Sorry, I had a big deal with Spock. You know, smart and hard-to-explain stuff.
Mccoy: Yeah, I see. Now hide your hickeys, smartass.
Spock: Jim, can I have a kitten?
Pavel: Kitten? Who said kitten? Can I have a kitten too? Leonard, can we get a pet of some kind, too? Please, please
Jim: No problem, as the captain I don't mind *whispers to Bones* Relax, we're exploring an unknown part of the Galaxy and there are no civilizations nearby, they will not be able nothing and no one to find
*after a few seconds, a pair of charming black meowing kittens appear*
Jim: HOLY SHIT HOW DID YOU DO IT?
[Kirk and McCoy drank some alcohol and talked about their boyfriends]
Jim: Sometimes it happens that he begins to say that he misses home and at first it's even funny, and then very sad.
Leonard: Yeah, and you don't know how to cheer up because we're stuck in fucking space.
Jim: Does Chekov speak Russian in his sleep?
Leonard: And Spock in Vulcan?
Jim: Yep. I'm still so embarrassed when he says he feels like people don't take him seriously, and I don't know what it's like.
Leonard: Just fucking yes. I know exactly how you feel. But the most important thing is that they love us and trust us with their problems, right?
Jim: Bones, do you understand how fucking good a friend you are without your stupid sarcastic remarks and jokes?
Bones: Yes, I'm going to propose to Chekov. And if you tell anyone about it, I'll rip your tongue out.
Jim: Okay, I get it, not a word. I actually know how to keep a secret.
I'm not some gossip girl, you know. I'm a serious man.
*a few moments later*
Jim: Spock, you're not gonna believe your vulcan ears -
Teacher: I didn't want to bother you, but I really don't understand how the daughter of one of the best Starfleet officers could write in an essay about her future: "I will become a space pirate and will only come into contact with those races that have sweets, my crew will be the coolest and we will give concerts in places where you simple little people and did not dream."
*Spock looks at Jim a murderous look, like, didn't I tell you to check her homework? Shouldn't you have done that, James?
Jim: Come on, she was just kidding. I am sure that the next sentences are much better.
Teacher: Of course it is better. And the reason is because there are none.
Sources: Star Trek (2009) Bechdel Test Star Trek Into Darkness Bechdel Test Interview with Gene Roddenberry Star Trek (2009) Budget Star Trek Into Darkness Budget
Because I’ve been thinking about all of this a lot lately, and I decided I should probably channel that thought into something.
*Jim and Spock on a date*
Spock: You don't fit in with the vulcan ideals of beauty, but I still find you very attractive, even though it is illogical.
Jim: Oh. Wow. I don't know what to say.
*Bones gets up from the next table, takes off his glasses and throws out a newspaper*: And that's it? Your "emotionless always serious boyfriend" tells you that, and you're just...I'm very disappointed, very.
