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[nickelanddamned]

Hey, thanks for tagging me in the WIP list meme! Tell me about "Full Vulcan Spock" please? That sounds fascinating!

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*Fans self* THE inexplicifix answered MOI?

Ahem.

Disclaimer that this is more of a get-idea-down-NOW situation than an actual coherent outline. Copy pasting this from another ask:

Okay, so essentially Jim, Spock and co. are on a diplomatic mission with these aliens who are super into conformism and purity and gross shit, and as a gift they decide to (non-consensually) "cure" Spock of his humanity. This isn't very neat, just word salad right now, but I'll paste a snippet:

'Cut to spock waking up. Bones is freaking out cause his blood pressure is way too low, heart rate far too high, core temp practically hypothermic. Spock notices that he feels physically fine, although he seems particularly sensitive to lights, sounds, smell. Etc (can smell the phantom scent of blood beneath sharp, stinging antiseptic) Spock tries to get up, stumbles, catches on railing of biobed and the metal crumples in his hand. He figures everything out and tells mccoy not to worry about the readings. Bone is like wtf do you mean, don;t worry about the readings? The super fucking abnormal readungs? And spock is like, I think youll find, doctor, that my readings are perfectly normal —for a full blooded vulcan. Cliffhanger!

Bones takes readings, genetic testing, they figure out that the alien race reengineered spocks human dna from amanda into vulcan dna. Bones comments on the advanced technology and get science enthusiastic. Spock asks if he;s dismissed, bones releases him to his quarters on leave for the week. he catalogues his physical changes and wonders then why his mind doen;t feel different, his emotions. All his life his human half has been blamed for his emotionality. Now he has no human half, and still emotionality remains'

Uhhh yeah, words not good when type fast XD

Want to see better words? I'm on Ao3!

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I actually write something

[nickelanddamned]

Day 7 of McSpirk Month! Hopefully I'll catch up tomorrow and write 8 and 9. For today, I present to you this thing. And if you like, why not check out the series? Come see @mcspirkevents for more amazing McSpirk!

Fic is NSFW. summary under cut

“Oweth, I ay ith.” “You wanna repeat that when my hands aren’t in your mouth, Jim?” Bones raised an eyebrow, and immediately cursed himself. Picking up habits from that damn Vulcan, he grumbled mentally. ‘I heard that, Leonard,’ Spock commented mildly. He did not look up from the medical journal he was examining. ‘Perhaps you require remedial lessons in the technique of shielding.' ‘Bones, I hate this,’ Jim repeated plaintively. “Suck it up, you big baby,” Bones grouched. Spock finished perusing the medical journal, and turned to observe Jim’s dental procedure. He was shocked by the frankly lewd scene in front of him. Leonard’s gloved hands were in Jim’s mouth, gleaming with his saliva. Spock couldn’t tear his eyes away as Leonard worked his dexterous fingers in Jim’s willing mouth; felt as if he was being teased and tormented. “Well, you’re all set,” Leonard announced, and removed his fingers from Jim’s mouth. Pinching the wrist of one nitrile glove, Spock watched, rapt, as he began to peel off the flimsy covering, revealing his bare fingers. They were pink from the heat of the glove, glistening with sweat. Spock’s mouth began to water.

[nickelanddamned]

Tell us about Full Vulcan Spock!

(In reference to this post)

Okay, so essentially Jim, Spock and co. are on a diplomatic mission with these aliens who are super into conformism and purity and gross shit, and as a gift they decide to (non-consensually) "cure" Spock of his humanity. This isn't very neat, just word salad right now, but I'll paste a snippet:

'Cut to spock waking up. Bones is freaking out cause his blood pressure is way too low, heart rate far too high, core temp practically hypothermic. Spock notices that he feels physically fine, although he seems particularly sensitive to lights, sounds, smell. Etc (can smell the phantom scent of blood beneath sharp, stinging antiseptic) Spock tries to get up, stumbles, catches on railing of biobed and the metal crumples in his hand. He figures everything out and tells mccoy not to worry about the readings. Bone is like wtf do you mean, don;t worry about the readings? The super fucking abnormal readungs? And spock is like, I think youll find, doctor, that my readings are perfectly normal —for a full blooded vulcan. Cliffhanger!

Bones takes readings, genetic testing, they figure out that the alien race reengineered spocks human dna from amanda into vulcan dna. Bones comments on the advanced technology and get science enthusiastic. Spock asks if he;s dismissed, bones releases him to his quarters on leave for the week. he catalogues his physical changes and wonders then why his mind doen;t feel different, his emotions. All his life his human half has been blamed for his emotionality. Now he has no human half, and still emotionality remains'

Uhhh yeah, words not good when type fast XD

[nickelanddamned]

Day 5! Whoop whoop! Read on ao3 here, go check out the extraordinary @mcspirkevents, you know the drill.

Fic is SFW. Summary under cut, link to the whole series here

“And…that’s everything set!” Nyota announced, spinning in her chair to grin at Jim and Spock where they waited. “Everyone's informed, Mister Scott has the con…yep! You, sirs, are free to go. Go, go! Grab Leonard, and you three have yourselves a nice, relaxing honeymoon.” “Alright, alright, we’re going! And Uhura,” Jim said bracingly, “of course, if it’s important, you can always reach me. Uhura laughed, and shooed him away. “Go on, Jim. The ship will survive without you for a day. Give Leonard my love, will you?” Jim smiled. “Of course, Nyota. Thank you. Please, if there’s trouble, don’t hesitate—” “Ach, get out of here, laddie,” Scotty ordered. “Go have a good romp with those husbands a’ yours.” Jim flushed. “Now, Scotty—” “Out!” Nyota cried. “Shoo! Skedaddle! Not one more word or I’m canceling the shuttle!” Jim, with Spock in tow, skedaddled. Of course, it was only a few hours later that Nyota received an incoming communication form Starfleet Command, marked urgent. She resisted the urge to head-desk, and put it up in the viewer on Scotty’s command.

[nickelanddamned]

Hi! I'm a little (a lot) late, but if you're still playing the WIP List game, please give me something for "Knight"!

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Yay! So glad someone's asked :)

I haven't worked on this in a HOT second, because I fell out of the Linked Universe fandom. Wild (BOtW Link) reverting to Royal Knight mode. Here's a snippet I like:

Between one step and another, Wild was gone. In his place was a different man—a man who walked taller than Wild, stepped firmer. Each steady plant of his armoured boots swirled road-dust into tiny vortices; Wild’s light footfalls left no trace.

The stranger carried on his exact, implacable pace even as those around him stopped to stare, his martial stride eating away the distance until he leveled with and surpassed Time at the head of their group. Even then he marched onward, until no sound of following footsteps came. He turned back to observe the group, and they observed him back with no small amount of shock.

The stranger wore plate armour, a sky-blue tabard, and Wild’s face.

[nickelanddamned]

Pspspsps my fic for McSpirk Month day one is up on ao3! McSpirk Month hosted by @mcspirkevents, if anyone wants to check that out 👀

Read it in it's entirety here. NSFW excerpt under the cut.

In the aftermath, the trio lay panting one on top of the other, too hot, sweaty, and sticky to be touching, too exhausted to move. When he felt like a person again, Jim lifted his head to cast a look around their quarters. He stifled a laugh. The bedding was snarled and half discarded, pillows tossed across the room, clothing strewn every which way, and the sheets drenched with a truly unfathomable amount of various fluids. “Well Spock, Bones,” he announced, smirking. “I think that’s not too shabby, for our first time.”

Once again, here on ao3

[nickelanddamned]

Uhhh somethingsomething, McSpirk Month day 10... totally didn't forget to tumblr about it, check out @mcspirkevents...have this!

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