Jul 2, 2025
Rewatching WoK put me in a mood, it seems. Concept that came right out of my head, no visual reference used.
12B pencil on plain white paper.
These two are forever, however, whenever, wherever.
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Rewatching WoK put me in a mood, it seems. Concept that came right out of my head, no visual reference used.
12B pencil on plain white paper.
These two are forever, however, whenever, wherever.
For those of y'all that are hardcore aos fans, this particular storyline and setup will be unfamiliar. But no matter their universe, spirk be spirking; and the fluff/angst combo never fails to hit!
LINK:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"Spock had taken some time to adjust to the human way of kissing, at first put off by its invasive and frankly unhygienic nature. Quickly, however, he learned that human kissing, like many other human norms, became much more palatable when practiced with one Jim Kirk."
--- "Walls Come Down" by TokyoRose_2006 on AO3
Jim's voice was softer now, strained with a vulnerability that Spock keenly felt in himself as they stared each other down:
"How much of my life have I spent just wanting to be alone with you?"
The Honeymoon Period | Ch. 2 | An Off-Trail Guide to Terran-Vulcan Foreplay by 1Shirt2ShirtRedShirtDeadShirt on AO3 (NSFV)
Original Post with Introduction + FanArt
So I made a new fic based on this post.
Here’s the link of my new fic from AO3 and it is once again, a K/S story featuring Dr. McCoy being the fabulous stoic, bitter but caring best friend he is. Check it out here:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Title: The Vulcan and The Worm
Word count: 764
Genre: Fluff, Comedy
Summary:
In which Jim asks Spock if the Vulcan will still love him if he is a worm.
An alternate universe of The Galileo Seven where Kirk was the one who comes with the Science team and Scotty is in command. The mission is undisturbed and the landing party came back to the Enterprise safe and sound.
A Kirk x Spock (TOS) moodboard I made for @angrywarrior69.
-Captain, you almost make me believe in luck. -Why Mr. Spock, you almost make me believe in miracles.
In Need of My Captain - Open RP for James Kirks
Spock paces the bridge of the Enterprise, shockingly exposing his impatience and worry. James is never late for a mission so why is he late this time? Spock wonders as he paces. He had been quite busy working lately and so hadn't had much time to spend with his husband.
Spock glanced over at his husband as he let out a disgruntled noise, irritation flooding through the bond.
"Gary needs to stop texting me," He explained, typing out a reply and sending it.
"Cadet Mitchell has no business speaking with you," Spock supported, looking st the screen that Kirk had tilted for him to read as another message came.
lil bitch ass: I know you miss me.
Kirk: Not at all.
lil bitch ass: Of course you do. It's written all over you.
Kirk: I would appreciate it if you actually didn't look at me, ever.
lil bitch ass: We both know that's not true. I'll bet that you and that Vulcan prick aren't even really dating. I mean, what can he do that I can't?
Kirk: ??? Love and support me??
lil bitch ass: Jimmy, I love you so much. I'll support you however you need. Just cut the crap and admit that you and that Vulcan aren't real.
Jim and Spock shared a look, and Jim pulled up the front camera on his PADD. He leaned against Spock, who looked at the PADD with a raised eyebrow. Jim pulled the covers up over his bare chest so thst only his shoulders could be seen, and he showed his left hand, where a glimmering gold wedding band made itself apparent. He took the picture, attached it to the message, and typed:
Kirk: He is my husband, he has been reading these texts with me, and you are fucking pathetic.
Kirk: Also, if you ever text me again, you'll have to deal with a protective Vulcan. Best not.
Kirk: Bye.
Kirk turned off his PADD with a satisfied sigh, then rested his head on Spock's lap as he went back to grading papers, carding his fingers through Jim's hair.
"That was unnecessary, James."
"Yeah, but it was fun."
"...Indeed."