#oms challenge

[spirkisforever]

Part 2: Scarred (Old Married Spirk Challenge) [ao3 link]

Summary:

Jim, he sends through the thin, fragile link. Unknowing if it’s received but hoping. Please, forgive me.

@plaidshirtjimkirk

And here it is, the last installment. I’m sorry for the emotional rollercoaster, guys. But thank you so much for reading it!

[jimkirkachu]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

my submission for the Old Married Spirk Challenge 2020 💛💙

Pairing: TOS Kirk/Spock

Rating: Mature

Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Drama

Word count: 3234

*****

Alarmed not by the door swishing open but by the person it revealed on the other side, Admiral James T. Kirk jumped up from the hard slab that was supposed to be a bed.

“Spock?!”

Predictably, he was met with silence.

As Kirk stood agape, shirtless and barefoot in his maroon pants, Spock took in every part of his half-naked body with his intense, inquisitive, urgent gaze.  The admiral shivered, indulging for a moment in the heavenly feeling of having Spock’s beautiful, hypnotizing eyes raking over him once more, as if for the first time.

I was never supposed to feel this way again, the restless admiral thought.  You were never going to look at me again, or speak to me, or touch me.

The fact of this preposterous reality, this miraculous course of events which had led to Spock actually standing in the doorway of Kirk’s temporary quarters left the Human speechless.  He was thoroughly, heart-wrenchingly overwhelmed, in just about every conceivable sense of the word.

Don’t make me cry, Spock.  It’s all I’ve done for weeks now, and I can’t take it anymore.

With a deep breath, Kirk opened his arms in a gesture of invitation.  The unspeaking Vulcan hesitated a moment, but then came toward him slowly, to Kirk’s immense relief.  The door slid shut behind him, leaving them in a warm, semi-dark bubble of privacy.

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[v-thinks-on]

The bridge was in chaos, not that Kirk expected anything less. The young new captain of the USS Constitution - now no longer Kirk’s first officer - stood in front of the captain’s chair, nervously at attention. In the tradition that Kirk had started as captain of the Enterprise, her first command was going to be at the helm of one of the finest ships in the fleet. It wasn’t an easy track, but if anyone could do it, she could.

Kirk managed to give her a reassuring smile over the heads of all the reporters crowded around them, and she flashed him a nervous grin in return.

She had her own cluster of reporters, but inevitably, the bulk had crowded around for a few words from the famous Captain Kirk, still a legend though it had been almost twenty years since he had returned from being presumed dead and reactivated his commission.

“Captain Kirk,” one of the reporters asked, holding up a recorder within a foot of his face, “Is it true that you’re retiring from the ‘fleet?”

“And so soon after Admiral Picard’s promotion,” another added, crowding even closer, as though to push to the front.

“Have you really turned down an admiralty?”

“Are the rumors true that you’re going to be taking over the Enterprise?”

Kirk attempted to wave them all to silence. “The new captain of the USS Constitution is more than up for the job.”

“But what about-” one of the reporters began to demand.

However, mercifully, the presiding admiral then called for order over the viewscreen.

For a moment all was quiet. The young captain hesitated - no longer than Kirk had on his first outing at the helm of the Enterprise all those years ago.

And yet, you performed admirably, Spock projected over their bond.

My contribution to this year’s Old Married Spirk Challenge @oldmarriedspirk: Time to Retire!

(A distant sequel to Generations and Nemesis.)

[plaidshirtjimkirk]

Standing, Waiting by burning_spirit [M] [3.2k]

Admiral Kirk, having successfully boarded Commander Kruge’s hijacked ship with the resurrected Captain Spock in tow, has retired to his new quarters for the first half of their eight-hour flight to Vulcan.  Unable to rest on account of the dramatic and conflicting emotions brought on by his husband’s miraculous reincarnation, fragile state, and uncertain future, Kirk is unexpectedly visited in the night by the one person aboard the ship whom he’s not supposed to see.

Set near the end of Star Trek III: The Search for Spock, after the crew’s takeover of the Klingon ship and before their arrival at Vulcan for the ritual re-fusion of Spock’s body and soul.  An attempt to reconcile the obviously living and conscious reincarnated Spock with the assessment that his mind is “a void” without the spirit he entrusted to Dr. McCoy.  Who is Spock between the Genesis planet and Vulcan, and what’s really going on within him?

[idealisticcatastasis]

“Hold me in your arms, tell me you mean it...”

Takes place right before TWOK

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[thesadchicken]

... and longer if I may.

for the Old Married Spirk Challenge 2019.

[st-r-trk-fangasm]

For the oms challenge! Some cuddle art that reminds me of @petimetrek uglydoodles I love so much!

[gimmemorespirk]

Someone Who

Written for @plaidshirtjimkirk ‘s OMS Challenge 2019

My poetic take on what Jim and Spock are to each other. (Also posted to AO3)

Someone Who

Someone who offers support,

Who’s willing to be there,

A bastion, through whatever may come.

Someone who really cares.

Friend.

Someone who knows you too well,

And can truly understand,

Who has your back, through thick and thin.

Someone who pushes you to be a better man.

Brother.

Someone who loves and adores,

Who, in the dark of the night,

Will embrace you, close and intimate.

Someone who promises it will be alright.

Lover.

Someone who unites all of these,

One being, but equally three,

A bond forged deeper than soulmates share.

Someone who is inimitable to thee

T’hy’la