#pikeuna

[ghostlyfanparadise]

[pc-corner]

Chris and Una watching the Aurora

Because they would totally do that. You can read it as them being lovers or friends or whatever is inbetween.

Copic Markers and Watercolors. I had fun. <3

[eldar-of-zemlya]

tbh Pike and Una’s wedding would go exactly like this

Commission for @enterprise-come-in based on this prompt:

[cybercybertron]

Pose belongs to @albanenechi with some modifications. Saw it and immediately thought of these two.

eh, some day I’ll get back to drawing my gay old men robots.

[arachniasbride]

I told Captain Pike the truth about myself. And he defended me. Told me I was exemplary. That he would fight for me. Star Trek: Strange New Worlds | Ghosts of Illyria (S01E03)

[chrispikesblog]

You didn't ask for PikeUna for Halloween, but you got them. Now I want to draw a comic like that. Oh yeah, this is art for the story where Una is in the holodeck with Pike. But Pike plays a completely different role there.

[curator-on-ao3]

In Enterprise City, for Chris and Una, sparks fly.

Chapters: 1/16 Fandom: Star Trek: Strange New Worlds (TV), Star Trek: The Original Series Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Number One | Una Chin-Riley/Christopher Pike Characters: Number One | Una Chin-Riley (Star Trek), Christopher Pike, others in more minor roles Additional Tags: Alternate Universe: Old West, Love, Secrets, respect, era-consistent religiosity, Gossip, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, courting, Falling In Love, cw for a church fire, cw for mentions of blood and phlegm, cw for era-consistent Sinophobia, cw for mentions of the U.S. Civil War, cw for non-main character deaths, some tense moments but I promise Chris and Una will be all right in the end Summary: “Evenin’, Miss Riley,” was the first thing he ever said to her, a tip of his hat and a shine in his eyes that she couldn’t place at the time.

“How do you know my name?” Una had asked, books held tight to her chest, sun low on the horizon behind him lighting up Christopher Pike like some sort of angel rising from the dust of the town’s main road, swarm of flies buzzing in the horse dung near his boots notwithstanding.

He’d chuckled, a fine sound. Thin, but fine, as if chuckling didn’t come easily to him but he’d practiced.

Una could appreciate practice at fitting in.

Story is fully written and I’ll do my best to post a chapter every few days. Please know, if you comment by chapter, I adore you.

[emonydeborah]

Trektober day 10: snowed in

“Well, this is a problem.” Una frowned out the window at the storm, straining to see anything but a wall of white. All the scanners showed for miles was heavy precipitation and thick clouds, crackling with enough ion particles to fry the hair off her head in a second. The computer called any attempt to navigate the storm “unadvisable.”

Una begrudgingly called it suicide.

“Relax, Number One.” Chris, as smiley as ever, shot her a cheeky grin, already anticipating her snarky retort. While she had been trying to find a way out, Chris had dug out all the emergency gear. The portable heaters were assembled in a circle in the middle of the shuttle, and Chris had laid out her winter gear while Una had been too busy stewing to notice.

With a grumble that vaguely resembled a thank you, Una pulled on the thicker coat, hat, and gloves.

“We knew this could happen,” Chris said, completely unbothered by her withering look. “If Spock’s math was correct-” They both knew it was. “-the storm will clear this area in a few hours and we can fly out of here.”

“If we don’t freeze to death first.” Chris rolled his eyes and opened his arms.

“Come here, Number One. It’s regulations.” Una cocked an eyebrow but didn’t protest. Rubbing her arms and chattering her teeth, she allowed Chris to tuck her against him. “Got to preserve body heat.”

“I don’t remember this in the guidebook,” Una said dryly, and tucked her head into the crook of his neck.

“Oh, it’s in there,” Chris assured her, and rubbed her arms as he pressed a kiss to her head. “Regulation Pike Alpha: promote huddling for warmth whenever possible.”

Una grinned. “So, if it were Spock down here-”

“Captain does what he has to for his crew,” Chris said, and paused. “That rule is mostly for you, though.”

“Mmhm.” Una huddled closer, and Chris drew the heaters into a tighter semi-circle. The warmth washed over Una’s face and she sighed in contentment, tense muscles unwinding slightly. “Well, Captain, I admire your dedication.”

“Oh, anything for a crew member in need.” Una tipped her head up to him with a smirk. “If it’s you,” he amended, and pressed his lips to hers. “Though if Spock were to ask for a cuddle-”

“Chris.”

“Hm?” Una swung one leg over Chris’s lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Shut up and keep me warm.”

“Yes, ma’am.”