I need some ideas for May flashes. I am stuck. Every time I try to write one it ends up being super depressing.
I have May 3rd done. I am supposed to do a birthday one for Eveningstarr who I think wanted a hurt/comfort thing or something. Please advise.
But I need ideas for the 17th, 24th and 31st. Simple is best, please. I need help. Sorry.
Spock packed up all his belongings for the day, shoving them into the large business briefcase bag he carried with him daily from home to the Academy. It had been a long, tedious day, full of uninspiring students who barely paid attention.
Perhaps teaching again had not been the wisest decision. He had no patience for it and the sniveling giggling students he had to deal with.
He made it out of the building and looked up at the darkening sky. A storm was coming. He hoped he made it home before it drenched him.
For a moment he felt eager to get home, eager to end this day, and find the comfort of the apartment, a fire in the hearth, a steaming pot of tea and—
His steps faltered.
There was no one to go home to. No one who waited there to greet him with welcoming arms. The apartment would be empty, quiet and cold. No one would start the fire in the fireplace unless it was him.
No longer eager to reach his apartment, Spock stopped at a vegetarian restaurant and had a small meal and a pot of tea.
The rain had started by the time he resumed his way home and becoming miserably wet seemed appropriate.
As he approached his apartment door, his steps faltered again. There was a flutter in his side just before a warm buzz in his brain.
Spock gasped and quickly put his hand up to the door sensor.
The door popped open and he was immediately hit with the scent of Pasta Primavera. A lump rose to his throat as he stumbled forward.
“J-Jim?”
Jim turned from his position in the kitchen next to the stove. He smiled bright and beautiful, his blue eyes sparkling.
“Oh, hey. There you are!”
“I…I…”
The bright smile slipped from Jim’s face. “Spock?”
He felt his eyes fill with tears. “I-I did not know and I have-I stopped at Laru’s for a meal and I-I have ruined—”
“What?” Jim turned off the fire on the stove. “No. Honey, no. It’ll keep. Baby.”
Jim came to him and embraced him, and Spock clung to him, like he was life. He supposed, for him, Jim always would be.
“You were not supposed to return for six months.”
“I know. But, well, it was a surprise.” He cradled Spock’s face in his hands and kissed him.
Spock let out a sob and returned the kiss. “I am sorry I ruined it.”
“You didn’t, all right? Nothing is ruined.” He wiped Spock’s tears, Spock’s shame. “Hey, what’s going on?”
“I have missed you…terribly.”
Jim’s smile was sweet and gentle. “It’s going to take a while, Spock. To get your Vulcan side back. The human side is just out more right now. They said it might take up to a year.”
Spock nodded, holding Jim tight. “I do not like it.”
His husband laughed, but it was a warm and beautiful laugh. “I know, baby. I’m pretty okay with you as you normally are too.”
Spock looked at him doubtfully. “You will not be unhappy when my logical side takes over once more?”
“Are you kidding? I fell in love with Vulcan you.”
Spock frowned. “Then you do not love the human side of me?”
“The human side, the Vulcan side, Spock…I love my Spock.”
Spock pulled him close. “I would die for you.”
“Nobody’s dying, so cut that out.”
“How is it you are here? The Enterprise—”
“Is docked. There’s been some damage and she needs repairs. Long story. Which can definitely wait for later.” Jim took hold of Spock’s hands and squeezed them in his. “You’re cold and wet. I’ll start a fire, we’ll lie before it, and we can make love all night long.”
“You are truly here?” Spock swallowed. “This is not some illusion I have created?”
Jim looked into his eyes, his blue eyes bright as the sun. He took Spock’s hand and placed it over his beating heart. “Does that feel like an illusion?”
“No. But…I have fantasized us being together for so long that I…it is hard to trust this. Any of it.”
“It’s real, babe. I am.” Jim went to pull away and Spock clutched at him. “Spock—”
Spock shook his head. “If you disappear again, I’ll die.”
“I won’t, Spock. I’m here. With you. At least until the repairs are done. Longer if you want me to take a leave to stay with you until you’re better. Whatever you want, honey.”
Spock bowed his head. “I am ashamed. If my father could see me…even my mother would find me pathetic.”
“No. No. Your father knows. About all of it. And your mother? She would always be proud of you. You showed me her, remember?”
“Yes,” Spock whispered. “Just the same, I will go with you to start the fireplace.”
“Okay.”
He gripped Jim’s hand as tight as he could and though it prevented Jim from being quite as efficient as usual starting a fire in the apartment’s fireplace, Spock cared not.
And when they lay before it, Spock kept his gaze glued to his husband, and determined he would not fall asleep. If he did, he might wake up to find Jim gone. Again.
Today is the last day of the week for me at work. I had to drive my own ass in today too because M gets off 2 hours early from his job since for them, tomorrow is a holiday. For me it’ s a vacation day.
Our plans are to sleep in, then go to breakfast. Then I need to make a trip to a candy store to finish off my Easter baskets. After that it’s home so that M can put our new light fixtures in our bathroom. The ones in there now over the vanities are original from when our townhome was built in the 1980s. They started going bad a while ago and now none of them work at all. They are all the same in our bathroom, the spare, and the one downstairs. We bought four new ones, two for our bathroom, and one each for the others as they all needed replacing. Anyway, wish us luck because obviously we are not electricians!
As you know, Sunday is Easter, and I’m going to the family’s that day. Not sure yet what my plans are for Saturday other than sleeping! Ha.
I updated My Heart’s a Virgin, so that’s something. I also got the first flash for May done. I’m hoping to get another flash for May done today. We’ll see how that goes. Next up in regular updates is still All I Ever Wanted. But I am in no real hurry to update it, so that’s a wait and see also.
And that’s basically where I am at right now. Hope everyone has a good weekend and Easter, etc.
And FINISHED, Maybe, Probably. Yippee.
But what that means is, everything I said Monday can be thrown out the window. Well, mostly. For this week I mean. I might get to My Heart’s a Virgin, but first, I have May flashes to write, so that might push all other updates to next week.
You understand how it is!
Yes I do indeed include candy in my Easter baskets and not tofu. Not jelly beans though as I do not like them.
Different plans, I realized after my post that Maybe, Probably only needs two chapters to be finished, so today I updated that instead of my original plan, so expect the last chapter of that this week. Yay! I’m happy to be finishing another one.
Hello friends
Last week’s flash fic was a Mirror flash. I do love to include those sometimes. This coming Friday I get a little…odd. Or do I? You will decide.
Then that only leaves one more scheduled for April. Which means I need to begin writing and scheduling May flashes!
As you know this weekend my Saturday was taken up by a four year old’s party. Sunday was chores and a bit of shopping.
Coming up this week in updates: My Heart’s a Virgin. Not sure how many more chapters I’ll have for this one. I want them a little more settled into life on New Vulcan before I say goodbye, but you can expect a wrap up on this one in the not too distant future. All I Ever Wanted. They are headed to New Vulcan to see what can be done for Jim, if anything, and to examine their damaged bond and perhaps repair it. If I can get to it, with everything else, a new chapter of Transfer Request will also appear.
This coming weekend is Easter. M and I have Friday off. His company gave it to them as a “spring” holiday and I just took it off as paid time off. On Easter we are going to the family’s house for a Lobster Easter dinner. I make baskets for everyone because I am a nerd.
I have now finished 3 chapters of the Pinto Regency, The Thought of You is Consuming Me, which is due to return to A03 on May the 5th.
Our warm spring weather has officially arrived. Hope yours has too.
Mirror Spirk is back
Jim came into their quarters to see Spock standing near their bed dressed in the flowing robes he generally preferred when not on duty.
Jim narrowed his eyes. “What are you up to?”
“I am obviously up to nothing, Captain.” Spock tried his best innocent Vulcan look.
Jim snorted. “Uh-huh.”
“What would you like to eat?”
He shook his head and pulled his gold crisscrossed shirt over his head. “Shower first.” He unhooked the sash that held his dagger and phaser from around his waist. “I’m dead tired and sore all over.”
He sat on the chair next to his desk to remove his boots all the while the Vulcan continued to watch him, a neutral expression on his face.
Jim sighed.
“Do you require a massage?”
“Later for that too.”
“Or…something else, perhaps?”
He snorted again. “Later.” Jim stood and unzipped his pants, shimmying out of them, turning his ass toward Spock to give him a show. When he turned back around he saw Spock’s hands flexing.
“Later.”
“If you insist on going commando—”
“Did I give you permission to speak?”
“No, Captain.”
Jim chuckled. “You’re so easy.”
Spock arched a brow. “I am not the one is easy.”
He smirked. “You complaining?”
“About the ease with which you give yourself to me? Hardly.”
Spock took a step forward.
Jim held up his hand. “Later. And do behave or it’ll be someone else I give myself to easily.”
Spock growled.
Jim just laughed and went into the bathroom for his shower. He turned it to water and stayed under the hot stream for long enough to jerk himself off twice. Damn Vulcan deserved it to take him forever to come later.
When he came back into their quarters in only his bathroom, Spock jumped.
“Adun, you-you—”
“What is it this time? Spock. I knew you were up to something.”
Spock withdrew a big ball of fluff from within his robes. It snapped its teeth at Jim.
“A tribble?”
“It is very soft,” Spock said defensively. “And it purrs because it likes me.”
Jim did that himself so he could hardly protest. “Look at those teeth.”
“He is tame, my love.”
“Sure, sure. A tame tribble. You and your pets, Spock. The last one ate all my chips and bit me.”
Spock nodded. “And he was eliminated for it. Clearly that type of creature does not do well in captivity.”
“And tribbles do?”
“Yes, Adun. He will not bite you. I promise.” Spock set the tribble down on the bed. “What do you wish to eat, my worshipped one?”
“You must be horny, you’re laying it on pretty thick. A turkey leg.”
Spock nodded and went to the synthesizer.
Jim eyed the tribble dispassionately. “What are you naming it?”
“I believe the tribble is female.”
He rolled his eyes. Spock handed him the big roasted turkey leg. He took a bite. “Fine. What are you naming her?”
“Portia.”
“Oh, for pity’s sake.” Jim went over to his chair and sat, hiking his leg up onto the desk so that his robe fell open, exposing his already hardening cock to Spock’s gaze. “She’s not going to watch, is she?”
“Of course not.” Spock began to rub the bulge in his crotch.
“No? Because she’s on the bed, chomping those evil teeth of hers staring at me and my leg. The turkey one that is.”
“I will cover her with the sheet.”
Spock’s gaze grew hotter as he approached where Jim sat. His hand slid up Jim’s leg.
The tribble chortled.
“Spock.”
The Vulcan sighed, turned and scooped up his pet. He walked over to the laundry chute, opened it up, and tossed her in. “Satisfied, Captain?”
He took another bite of turkey leg and smiled. “Not yet. But I’d better be.”
Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto) 