#fan5fics

His Own Personal Gravity

Spock/Kirk, G, 7k

Summary:

Fatigue catches up with you. Jim and Spock are finally together. But why can't Jim sleep? It's dragging him close to some kind of collapse, and Spock (and Bones) will not be having it.

Read it on ao3!!

Ironically I have stayed up late several days in a row because of this fic. That might be why the alternate version of this fic card has this instead:

Between the Wanting and the Having

A shuttlecraft crash leaves Jim and Spock stranded, and a miscommunication leaves them no choice but to blend in, pretending to be a couple in a very unusual and specific island of Vulcan culture. Dressed the part and surrounded by temptation, Spock puts his restraint to the test, and Jim is challenged by the position he finds himself in. Desire, repression, yearning, erotic poetry, board games, and getting hit on in the bathroom await, and it's going to be a long three days before the Enterprise is back in range.

I have done almost nothing but write for about two solid weeks and I wish I was kidding about that, but I don't regret a word of it. This is such a fun and passionate adventure and I hope you'll join me in this Rube Goldberg machine of sexual frustration. Fic is entirely finished at 93k (21 chapters), and chapters will be posted every other day.

Pry Again Later

Spock gives in and mind melds with Bones. Leave it to Bones to go poking around...

Spock and Bones, 1k, G, Mind Meld

Involuntary Veracity

Star Trek TOS, G, 10k

Summary:

Captain Kirk, Spock, and Bones are kidnapped, and their captors just want information. Instead of spilling Starfleet secrets when pumped full of truth serum, though, they reveal their own ways of getting around the truth and nothing but the truth... and perhaps a few more things they would have preferred to keep their mouths shut about.

A dazzling streak of brilliant light soars so far above them that it might as well belong to another universe. The deep night sky it leaves in its wake shimmers magically, and reflects in Jim's wide eyes. "A shooting star? Meteorite?" he asks, breathless. "No," Spock says. "That is the Enterprise in orbit." "Waiting for us to come home," Jim murmurs, enchanted.

What a pleasure, what a powertrip to illustrate my own fic. Did you know art is just a skill you can learn?

Small Talk Chicken

art by the indelible @thieleaf 💚💜

Star Trek TOS, Spirk, E. 22k

Summary:

Stuck in a dry and awkward black tie event, Spock and Jim decide to entertain themselves with a little game. Why not liven up the small talk with a game of Chicken? Too competitive to let their desirable prize slip, the most incredible lies begin to fall out of their mouths. Jim has to keep himself from falling to pieces before they can get back to the hotel room, but Spock is going to make that quite a challenge for him.

I've written another star trek oneshot literally one week after the first(it's still a oneshot if you just put the 6 thousand words of erotica in its own chapter but it's still all in one go, right?) Binary star system of a fic. It contains lines like these:

"You can also train rats to drive little cars," Jim blurts, apropos of nothing, and with no possible positive effect.

"So maybe I put my foot in my mouth a little bit," he complains, striding intently toward the nearest corner. "Perhaps," Spock says. "And now that you have experienced choking on your own ankles, you may adjust your methods."

And a personal favorite--

"Are you not familiar with the time-honored practice of Vulcan echolocation?" Spock asks, sounding just slightly judgemental.

So please read it? (●'◡'●)

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It's here. It's time. You finally get to read A Little Less Call for Help, A Little More Call to Action on ao3!

This is the taakitz supers au that blew my old record out of the water-- at 150 thousand words, it almost longer than Revenge Plus One and Sticker Stars combined. It is a love letter to TAZ Balance, and superheroes, and ridiculously indulgent goofshit romance. It is a fuck you letter to my old job. It is made with deep love and humor and batshit crazy passion, and it is complete, so I will post a chapter every other day until we get to the end. Taakitz, rated E

Summary: Kravitz has worked his whole life to be a superhero, only to find himself unappreciated and overworked. Taako's about to change that, but that doesn't mean it's going to be easy. Sometimes life crashing down around you is a chance to take it from the top one more time. You'll never know what connections are waiting for you if you don't reach out.

Do you like Spirk? Long fics (93k) completed and publishing every other day? Do you like nudity and outfits worse than being naked, Rube Goldberg machines of sexual frustration, fake dating at a fetish club island, ludicrous situations that continue to escalate, Spock losing it over how much he wants Jim, Jim winning conversational combat with swift and fatal efficiency, restraint and aching against it, body shimmer, public baths, temptation, entrancing dreams, and canon-typical antics multiplied by repression?